[b][u][center]Friend with Unintentional Benefits For BlazingPelt By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] “Oh, suck my dick, why don’tcha?” Red had heard the phrase a hundred times before, even used it once or twice while they were gaming like they were now. He knew that he’d used it on Jake when the cat had been beating the mouse’s ass in Mario Kart, and he knew that he’d done the same to Caust - their visiting friend - when he was getting his ass beat in the latest first-person shooter on the market. He’d had it used back just as many times. But this time, when the magpie used it on the cat - “Mmmph…” Red stared, his eyes leaving the television as he watched his boyfriend slink down to the floor then crawl across the living room to the other guy. Caust didn’t even take his eyes off the screen; if anything, the magpie seemed to be more interested in the game than the fact that Jake was showing the hots for the other guy. Hell, he couldn’t take his eyes off the gray-and-white furred feline going for the waistband of the bird’s pants, shaking his head as he watched his own boyfriend fishing out the bird’s dick. “What the hell, man?!” “Hey, man, just relax and play the game.” He shook his head, but...but he supposed it wasn’t quite so bad as he thought. After all, he knew that Jake and Caust had gone off together a few times before, the pair of them sharing a bit of fun with one another. They’d gone swinging about a dozen times now, and probably a few more that he didn’t know about. [i]But...why in front of me?[/i] The mouse was so embarrassed that he lost the next round. Rather than jump right into another, he put the controller down, forcefully exiting the multiplayer lobby. It took more willpower than he expected, particularly to turn and glare again. It was no longer just trying to get oral, either. His boyfriend was eagerly sucking the other guy’s dick, bobbing his head up and down with the speed and frenzy that Red was more used to seeing on porn videos. The mouse blushed, rubbing the back of his head. The urge to just say nothing reared its head, but he stomped it down. “What’s going on, Caust?” Even that was weaker than he’d meant to say. He wanted to shout his anger, considering the fact that his boyfriend was...well, cheating with permission, admittedly, but still cheating right in front of him. More to the point, this wasn’t what he was normally like. He was never this eager. Never this needy. “Jake...Jake!” He was able to shout at the cat, at least, but that didn’t seem to do a damn thing. It did, however, get Caust to finally put the controller down, sighing. “Well, if you’re going to be a bitch about it.” There was a strange emphasis on the word ‘bitch’ as it was said, almost like it was being said harder, like it meant something. It hit him weirdly, making him feel a bit silly, a bit less, but Red shook his head and pressed on. “I’m going to be a bastard about this if it’s what it takes. What happened to Jake?” “I just talked with him a bit before coming over, that’s all.” “What, talked to him about having fun in front of me?” “Nah. Just about making sure that he did what I told him.” “He does what [i]I[/i] tell him. I’m the one in charge of him.” “Yeah? Well, I just see a whore without the clothes in front of me. Whatcha packing down there, mouse-boi? A little wiener of a dick?” Again, words that were sliding through his head with a strange emphasis on him. Whore. Boi. Wiener. They were all sounding wrong, like they had more importance than they were supposed to, and it was making him shiver from head to toe. [i]What’s going on?[/i] he thought as Caust stood up, the black-feathered magpie pulling off his shirt and shucking off his pants the rest of the way. [i]I’m not...I’m not interested in this sort of thing.[/i] “You gonna keep being a bitch, or are you going to let me and Jake have a little fun?” Bitch. It was like a blow to his willpower. He stuttered. “Mmmph...I-I just think that y-you should go.” “Y-y-ya do?” Caust said, laughing. “Yeah…” “I think you should just [i]relax.[/i]” There was no denying it that time. He felt it, felt the hit of the word running through him. His arms went limp, his head rolling slightly. “Yeah, that’s it, [i]bitch. Relax,[/i] and just let everything go. After all, it’s time that someone who’s not a [i]little prick[/i] was in charge.” The words kept coming, and it was harder and harder for Red to really keep his mind in the game. All he could do was stare, his legs shaking before dropping out from under him, sending him right to his knees. He panted softly, groaning as he felt all too aware of his own cock size, feeling...feeling so small. [i]But we’re...we’re the same…[/i] He knew that Caust wasn’t that big, but right at that moment, he felt like he had the tiniest dick in the world. Too relaxed to care about the incongruity, he slowly tilted his head back to look up at the bird. The magpie was still happily getting sucked off by Red’s boyfriend, the avian having a grand old time as his dick was sucked and licked and downright worshiped by the smaller cat. Red wanted to open his mouth and say something, say anything, but there was nothing that came to mind. “Just [i]relax,[/i] little guy. I’m gonna make sure that there’s no problems for the two of you ever again.” Relax. Relax. Relax. The word echoed around inside of his skull until it was all he could do. Red stared straight ahead, his mind going blank as he stared at the bird, not feeling so angry anymore. If anything, he felt - “Yeah, why don’t you take off those clothes, [i]boi.[/i] You should be showing off for the real man.” Real man. Yeah. The bird was the real man. He was just a boi, a fuckable boi at that. He groaned, getting to his feet and slowly pulling at his shirt, tossing it off into the corner with a weak swing of his arms. His pants came down, puddling around his ankles, and his underwear followed. It was so hard to move. He was so relaxed. He just wasn’t - “Hey, what gives? I’m giving you a show and you’re soft? Get that pin-prick up, mouse-boi.” And just like that, he was rising up, his dick getting harder as he got more and more turned on. The feeling of pleasure rising through him felt wrong, taboo, like he shouldn’t be feeling it, but it was still getting stronger with each passing second. He groaned, trying to pull away from it, trying to think this through, but there was nothing that he could do to get away from Caust’s control. Soon, he was hard as a rock, and at a gesture from the magpie, he was back down on his knees. He groaned, his eyes locked on the slippery cock popping in and out of Jake’s mouth, half-wanting it for himself, half-knowing that this was wrong. And entirely too turned on for his own good. Finally, Caust pulled his dick free, the long, hefty shaft looking like it had been popping in and out of fuck-holes for hours. It was soaking wet, shining under the ceiling light, and the magpie smacked it back and forth between his palms, keeping it good and hard as mouse and cat watched it sway. “Yeah, that’s it. That’s what the two of you want, isn’t it?” “Yes….” They moaned the word together, the two boyfriends shivering as they stared at that thick cock. It was big, heavy-looking, and the tip looked like it would taste so good. [i]Not...not a bitch,[/i] Red heard from deep inside of himself, but he just whispered the same word that Caust had been using over and over again. Relax. Relax. Relax. The voice disappeared, leaving only the magpie to be heard. “Get over here, bitches. I wanna see what you can do together.” Cat and mouse crawled between the bird’s legs, looking up at him around his cock as they started down at his sack, working it with their tongues, teasing each ball before slowly licking up to the base of his cock. Neither one slowed as they occasionally tasted each other. Shame was a forgotten concept, and they were equally guilty in their sin. They reached the tip, Jake taking it into his mouth first, then passing it over with a tongue kiss to Red. The mouse hesitated, but only for the slightest of split seconds before pulling it into his mouth. The soft, salty taste of pre-cum oozed over his tongue, running down his throat into his stomach, and he sucked on it for a few more seconds before passing it back again. Cat and mouse shared the fat bird dick between them for a few minutes like that, kissing it, tasting it, sucking it, and they moaned for more whenever they had to wait their turn for another one. They were so eager that they might have fought each other for that dick, but they were waiting for their master’s pleasure, so they never did. Eventually, Caust stopped them, groaning and pushing them away. The bird looked down at them...then grinned. “Turn around. I want to see which ass I should fuck first.” [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]