Gary held back a curse, only hissing as he thrusted against Little Cato who had his cock sliding in between his asscheeks sitting atop him completely nude whereas the latter's pants were pulled down to his knees and his shirt was lifted up over his head, where his milky, but tight torso was exposed for the cat to see. That cock of his was erect and pulsating, leaking a drop or two of pre from the soft, knee-knocking sensation it was being given.

When he started shaking his ass, the human laid his head back on the bed, releasing a hiss, then a moan, biting his lip. The Ventrexian purred, enjoying the vibrating warmth his cock was providing in between his ass, as it was an infrequent thing for him to get. To have to hotdog a cock when it was needed, even through the times he'd take it doggystyle or before riding it, as he was doing right now. The look Gary was giving him turned him on and made his own erection twitch sitting on his stomach.

"God, just..." Gary started, only moaning before he got any further. The teen sitting upon his lap was sliding him up and down in between his ass, reaching back a paw to slide it along the underside and rub around the tip with his palm. "Oh, my crap." Little Cato hummed, releasing a noise between a snicker and a trill. He wrapped his tail around the man's length to keep it still as he went, stroking it while half-heartedly twerking against it.

He kept up the tease session for just a minute longer before grinding toward the tip to where it prodded against his already lubed asshole and slowly sat down on it. Both of them groan the lower he sank down, squatting on either side of the human and leaning back, planting his paws on his legs and bracing himself, biting his lip when he got the human all the way inside, feeling his rectum and stretching it pleasantly. There was hardly any discomfort to be felt considering the many times they've done this.

It wasn't every day like most people would think, but it was every once in a while. Once or twice a week, equalling as many times as six to eight times a month. Seems healthy, right? What with all the shenanigans and kinks they get into? Totally by Gary's standards.

So then, Little Cato started bouncing in Gary's lap, swiveling his hips around bit by bit each time his cock slid like a dream up his ass, biting his lip and barely holding in a moan or a meow, as his girth just felt like the best thing come true no matter how many times they do it. The blonde human himself laid still and watched the energetic feline ride his dick, moaning along with him periodically as he started to slowly move his hips up against him when he came down. He even made sure to raise his hips so when he slid down, he'd go balls-deep sooner. 

"Aw, yeah..." Gary sighed. his spidercat's boy pussy, lubed and stretched loose over time, sucking up his cock and stroking it with his inner walls, was like having the best jerk-off session of all time with a Fleshlight. Perfectly lubed and mostly loose for his needs. But it was obvious that any of those wouldn't be able to compare to the sexiest cat men he lived with that he fucked and got fucked by. They were the real deal and that was good enough for him. His breath was shaky the more that Little Cato was shaking his hips around on him, grabbing under his legs and holding on as he started to pick up the pace and thrust faster, farther...

Deeper~. Little Cato's moans were shameless and full of lust by then, with nearly every thrust aiming for his prostate, making him jolt and release a meow that was filled with bliss. his tail unraveled from the blonde's cock and twitched around on the bed uselessly with him taking it as deep as the older male wanted.  His cock bounced in midair, slinging precum on himself and the other's chest, and slapped down on his midriff when the riding got rougher and rougher as time passed on. By then, the feline was reduced to a desperately moaning late-teenage cat with Gary taking over before he was even aware of it.

Eyes were wide and lust-filled. An eyelid or two was twitching. His maw opened with his tongue hanging out and drooling. And, he was blushing bright red through his vibrant orange fur. He had the look of a twink taking a dick well. Gary found this facial appearance of Little Cato as hot as the sexy situation that was taking place now. Especially with how tousled his growing mohawk got with his actions. He was like the horniest mancat he ever had the pleasure of bottoming out if Avocato wasn't better.

With this, and Little Cato's mused fur, he had no need to hold back and slammed harder against the teen's ass with his balls making contact and making the contact they made against one another louder, giving off constant distinct 'plap' noises that filled the room fused with his cries and the human's hums and moans.

"Yeah, baby..." Gary huffed, sitting up with the cat still riding him to reach over and slap across his rear, prompting him to yowl and his tail to bristle and shoot straight out before laying back down. "Ride that dick like a rodeo show."

"Nyah~!" He let out in return, not caring if it sounded embarrassing. "So deep, daddy~!" He cries out again, having had his prostate struck by the tip of his cock, and planted himself down on Gary's crotch, taking all ten to eleven inches of pure human cock and grinding back and forth. The new sensation of his cock still moving around inside him like this gave it tingles that had him shudder and hiss through clenched teeth before he quickly elected to just lay there and let it happen.

Once he made himself lax on the bed, he now entertained himself with the sight of Little Cato taking over and just barely riding him, and now grinding back and forth in his lap. It must be feeling good for him as well, as his head was leaned back and his moans were drawn out and shuddering. There wasn't a need for anyone to do much of anything, as this was a better, and sexier alternation. The teen riding rolled his hips around, muttering a curse and trilling louder along the way as the pulsating tool in him gave him better, more pleasurable vibrations. He let out another moan and ground harder on his cock, his eyes closing and his fangs bared, gleaming in the light of the room.

"Ha-aa-aah...aa-a-aa-a-aah..." Little Cato breathed out as Gary took it upon himself to thrust into him whenever he rose off him by a few inches, rolling his hips like the latter was doing. "Yeaaaahhh...~" He then let out a nice, long meow as the stationary cock filling him still managed to rub against his sweet spot when he moved a certain way. To this, Gary smirked up at him, relaxing himself and biting his lip, the constant sensation of being stroked without any vertical movement sending shivers up his spine.

"Feel good grinding on that dick, huh?" He said as the ecstatic feline began to do so with more fervor, hardly even riding him at this point. "That's it, grind it harder. Faster. Yeah, just like that." 

The teen settled down long enough to move his hips side to side and jolt with a sudden yelp. "Aah~!" Then move around in circles on his naval to make his dick scrape around in his rectum and sweep over his prostate. He whimpered, keeping this up as his sights set on Gary, who was intensely biting his lip while maintaining that cocky smirk. As much as that look on his face turned him on, he couldn't help but want to smother that look off his face.

Of course, before he could remark on it, his sweet spot was pressed into when he thrusted against him, and Little Cato's body quivered as he reached his orgasm. "Nyg-aaahhh...! Ahh... Fuuccck...ahhh..." He moaned out loud and in such a feminine tone as his cock pulsed and pumped its load onto the human's midriff in several surprisingly thick ropes. As his own climax progressed, the grinding he did got Gary to orgasm as well and fill his ass with a grunt.

He pumped so much into the kid that some of his cum began to leak out from his still-filled pucker and leak down his emptying balls. Little Cato stayed where he was, his paws kept their hold on the man's legs, keeping a bit of himself in control so he didn't end up clawing him during the intercourse. The warmth in his rear once their orgasms had died down had him purring contently, and he sat up to pumping his spent dick, moaning softly and shooting out a few more ropes onto his father's lover's sticky stomach.

"Oh, yeah," He huffed, humming with love and warmth in his softened eyes that were aimed at Gary, who leaned up to scratch him underneath his chin while he lifted himself from his cock that slid out having gone soft, leaving his hole gaped and creamy, with some of it coming out. After that, Little Cato laid down on the man's torso leaning into the contact fully with a trilling purr, submissive enough to let the human drag him into a sticky hug and gently rake his nails across his back.

"That was good. Like good-good. A fantastic kinda good, if you know what I mean," Gary said, reminiscing on their time alone together with the feline nuzzling into the crook of his neck, not really paying much attention. Not even when he began to cringe from the stickiness of both skin and fur coming together on his midriff. "But we'll need to shower though, because we are sticky. Like sticky sex bandits."

"Mmrrrrhhh..." Little Cato responded, not even caring to get up the effort to move. To this, Gary huffed a sigh.

"You Ventrexians and your nasty after-sex tendencies, I swear..." He mutters.