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Between his small size, hardly reaching up to most people’s waist and the various decisions he made in his own life, it was hard for Marcel to secure honest work but he managed to carve out a healthy niche for himself as a prostitute. His small size was actually a benefit because he could fulfill many’s desires for sizeplay. \n\nJust as he finished grooming himself, the mouse’s phone was buzzing in his pocket. He reached in and grabbed it, looking at the screen and instantly knowing who was calling just from the first few digits. It was a regular of his, TJ, who was likely in the mood for some more one-on-one fun. This was just in time too; the mouse was actually strapped for cash right now and was starting to become a bit worried. But TJ always tipped generously on top of providing a good time. \n\nPicking up the phone and answering it, he went through the usual routine of greeting the husky. And in return TJ was already requesting some time together, being more than happy to get a quick agreement. “Alright then, meet me at my place. And don’t take too long,” he said with an added inviting tone of voice. Once he ended the call, TJ just couldn’t help but smirk to himself. Though everything was arranged, there was actually something he wasn’t telling the mouse, which Marcel would find out upon arrival...\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nMarcel had been texted to let himself in and meet the husky in the bedroom, which wasn’t an unusual request. It had been a small while since he had last seen the canine and Marcel couldn’t pretend that he wasn’t growing all the more excited as he walked through the front door, making sure to firmly shut it behind him, and entered the apartment that he had become familiar with; fucked in just about every room that the space had to offer. Just thinking about it was putting an added briskness in his step as he headed for the bedroom where TJ said he would be. \n\nWalking inside, Marcel at first walked into a seemingly empty bedroom. That is until the door was suddenly shut behind him and Marcel looked back to see that it was TJ, making him relax. \n\n“You kept me waiting,” the husky said in a low, inviting tone that made Marcel relax. That was until the canine started to approach and Marcel noticed that TJ’s fur was damp to the point that it would be seen, ruffled from wetness that had a strong smell to it that Marcel inhaled as the distance between them was further closed, making the mouse grimace. He wasn’t a big fan of sweaty, dirty guys and as the canine’s scent really caught up to him, Marcel could also tell that it was the smell of someone who skipped out on a needed wash of two. \n\n“Sorry, I didn’t tell you but I’ve really been needing this and I’m not gonna wait a second longer,” TJ said with some firmness. As much as he enjoyed his times with the mouse, he had also been wanting something much more. Something that went beyond Marcel’s taste but was more suited to his own. Sure he could find someone else but Marcel ticked so many of his boxes. He just needed the mouse to handle a bit more than usual.... \n\nMarcel was still trying to process all of this and TJ had made sure to block the doorway so the mouse was completely unprepared with being grabbed and lifted, pulled in by the canine who was clad in just his underwear, meaning there was no barrier to get in between when Marcel’s head jammed into TJ’s underarm, having the mouse’s nose stuffed right against the cleft of the canine’s pit. And right away, Marcel was struck with the full force of the husky’s built up, layered musk. The dank and earthy smell bombarded his nose, making his whole body shudder. Against his nose and muzzle he could feel the heat radiating from the space, and his facial fur was getting marked with TJ’s sweat, it starting to soak in and taint his own otherwise clean facial fur.\n\nOf course the lifted and pressed rodent couldn’t hold his breath forever. Eventually he had to inhale again and when he did, Marcel’s nose was again filled with the whole of TJ’s sharp reek, making his nose burn a bit and his head spin as well. This had all happened so suddenly and his body was straining to adjust to it all while TJ was firmly holding him in place, pretty much forcing him to take it all in. His small body was having a hard time doing so, attempting to withstand the musk’s sheer bite. \n\nIf all of that wasn’t enough, TJ was pushing the mouse’s head in even deeper, making sure that Marcel’s nose was really shoved firmly against the hot and sweat-soaked fur of his pit. Hearing the mouse’s muffled sounds made him smirk so he decided to take things a bit further, ensuring that Marcel was taking plenty of deep breaths against his underarm, forcibly making the much smaller male familiar with it. And Marcel continued to sniff because he had no choice. This wasn’t his first time getting roughly handled but this was different than anything else he had experienced. He really didn’t know how to properly respond and it was all the harder to think clearly while his head was getting fogged from all the musk he was inhaling. \n\n“Just take deep breaths,” TJ said in a more dominant and controlling tone that had Marcel relaxing on instinct. Being so used to being told what to do was working against him. With his lips and nose smeared in sweat, Marcel’s next groan caused him to get a taste of that same sweat, its bitter flavor striking his taste buds in the same way that his sense of smell was still getting bombarded. He of course groaned from this, inadvertently making the same mistake, and TJ was quick to capitalize on that, pushing the mouse’s head in further. \n\nThis worked perfectly to get Marcel’s tongue to really make contact with the armpit, making the taste on the mouse’s tongue all the stronger, getting onto more of the wet muscle’s length. And that was all TJ needed. “Don’t stop now. How about giving it some more licks?” TJ asked him. \n\nAgain, Marcel was feeling compelled to do what he was told even while having plenty of reservations about it. All the same he still stuck out his tongue and dared to run it along the musky space, getting even more of the flavor slathered over his taste buds. As he expected, the flavor was deeply bitter and yet it wasn’t as bad as he was expecting... \n\n“See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?” TJ asked. “You’re doing pretty well so far. Keep it up.” \n\nStill complying, Marcel deliberately licked again, doing so much more purpose this time, even knowing that he would be subjected to more of that flavor; more hot sweat getting into even more of his tongue’s length, setting itself deeper into its palate. The sounds he made after that were just as muffled but TJ was focused on keeping the mouse still and enjoying the repeated sweeps that ran over his pit, each coming with a mixed slightly tickling but also oddly pleasurable sensation that he was very much enjoying. \n\nThe more that he was licking and inhaling the musk...Marcel found himself able to tolerate better, not that he was anywhere close to actually enjoying it. All the same it seemed like the smell was becoming set in his nose and the taste wasn’t as offending yet it was still strong. His tongue was moving with greater smoothness, covering more area at one time, lapping away the sweat that was clinging to the layers of fur, making the put all the wetter from soaking up his saliva as well. Going further, not realizing that he was moving his tongue even faster now, Marcel looked as if he was starting to get into a trance before he was pulled away from the pit, realizing that the even the air around him was just as marked with TJ’s strong aroma. \n\n“That was good,” TJ praised with a hungry tone and looked in his eyes while looking at Marcel directly. “So I know you’ll do better with this.” He was referring to something that Marcel had a lot more experience with, being the husky’s cock, which was in a semi-hard state. It was slightly pulsing between the canine’s legs and Marcel was getting an up close eyeful of it, standing at waist level with the taller male, the same way he did with most. And TJ’s cock wasn’t a rare sight in itself either. But he had never seen it while it was visibly glistening and coated in sweat, having just as much musk as the canine’s pits did, wafting out with a deeper olfactory tone than the underarms did. \n\nMarcel was visibly put off by this but he was indeed much more familiar with this part of his client’s body. He blinked when the tip poked his lips from TJ moving in all the closer until his cock was smushed up against the rodent’s lips, smearing more sweat over them as well. Using one hand to get a grip on the smaller male’s head, TJ used his other hand to simply pry Marcel’s mouth open. “Come on, get that tongue moving like usual.” Allowing his tongue to slip free, the hired anthro willingly outstretched his tongue again, still tasting the sweat when he made contact with yet another musky, sweat-coated part of TJ’s body. It was the same firm, pulsing flesh that he knew, but with added elements that he wasn’t so fond of. All the same he started to drag along the length, going from the tip up towards the base, listening to the other male’s low moan as he did this. \n\n“Yeah, just like that...” TJ moaned as he watched Marcel work. As the tongue made repeated slides upwards and downwards, the canine’s shaft was starting to get hard, plumping up to further length and thickness, its throbs growing all the stronger as a line of pent up precum beaded from the tip and started to ooze out. \n\n“Fuck, I’ve been missing that mouth of yours.” With a chuckle, TJ let himself receive a few more soft licks, feeling some of the sweat getting cleaned away. Marcel was doing the task assigned to him but only the bare minimum, trying to avoid as much direct area as he could but he wasn’t going to let the mouse get off that easily...\n\nStill having Marcel’s mouth pried open, TJ proceeded to thrust with his hips, perfectly plunging his fully erect cock past the mouse’s lips and into his mouth, immediately giving her the full taste of his musky dick, to which another muffled groan came as a response but TJ still wasn’t done, making sure that more of his inches were going inside, sliding over the tongue to leave more musk on top of it while his tip started to poke at and then finally plunged down into Marcel’s throat as well via another push, getting a sudden forced gag out of the smaller male who now had two hands on his head keeping him in place. \n\nThe added warmth and tightness around his cock got TJ to moan out even more. It had been just long enough for him to miss the feeling. Wanting even more of it propelled him into pushing in even further, forcing another muffled gag out of the small mouse. And noises like that were turning the canine on even more. Already he felt his whole body tingling and pulsing with need, combined with the overall lust of finally subjecting the smaller male to his heavy musk. \n\nOn the receiving end of it all, Marcel couldn’t do much more than continue groaning around the member that buried itself deep past his lips, making those same lips kiss his pelvis along with having his nose buried in the wet crotch fur, yet again filling his nose with the deeper funk that came from this area. With the hands that were firmly on his head, Marcel had no choice but to abide by whatever TJ wanted at that particular moment. After a bit he felt the canine’s shaft pulling backwards, smearing more of its sweat and precum along the walls of his throat, happening in time with another pleasured grunt from the bigger male. Eventually only the tip remained but that didn’t last long either. \n\nAnother muffled groan was forced out of Marcel when it was all pushed back into his windpipe, making the passage visibly bulge outwards. While his throat was given this treatment, Marcel’s tongue was again given a full taste of the cock’s sweat and the smeared precum, feeling the direct pulses against it. Its warmth and how hard it was...despite the elements that he wasn’t a fan of, Marcel felt himself growing aroused all the same, unable to resist the sense of want he usually felt towards the husky. \n\nPutting everything else aside, Marcel still very much knew what TJ liked and acted on that, starting to move his tongue against the underside of the shaft as it started to move, no longer either just sitting in his throat or resting right against his lips. Instead the canine was actively moving his hips and keeping them in motion, sliding his cock over the throat walls that were also clenching themselves down on him, making it all the better for him. \n\nIn return Marcel was just doing his best to handle it all, not helped by the thrusts coming even faster and hard enough to make his entire head rock backwards each time. All while the shaft was reaching deeper into his throat, Marcel was still trying to keep up with it all, still moving his tongue but also actively attempting to suckle against the incoming pumps. Doing so earned him more groans from TJ and stronger pulses of his cock. From those same pulses came spurts of sticky, warm precum, its taste being even stronger than usual. And all of that precum was coming from the pair of swinging, musk-coated balls that swung upwards to knock into the mouse’s chin. \n\nAs a whole, TJ was just outright using him. Feeling every lick, squeeze, and rush of warmth from Marcel’s oral passage. It kept his lust raging hot in return and his need abundant. Keeping up his thrusts and letting off more precum, slathering the already wet and smooth walls, making them all the easier to thrust against. It just kept getting better and better as more time passed. But Marcel’s gags were also growing louder and he seemed to be putting up a bit more resistance. \n\nAt least the pace and force of the pumps were kept consistent from that point out, finally giving Marcel a chance to adjust in some fashion. From his tongue continually moving all over, there was no part of it that wasn’t marked with the husky’s musky flavor. Not only was he starting to get used to it but Marcel didn’t like that inhaling and tasting it was oddly making him feel all the more excited. He didn’t need to but he found himself inhaling more often, trying to take in more of the crotch reek, his nostrils flaring every time it was pushed against the muggy pelvis fur. \n\nBut before he could even start to really embrace this, Marcel was snapped out of his light daze by TJ’s stronger grip and the rougher treatment that came when he started thrusting into the mouse’s mouth even harder, really pushing his crotch against the rodent’s nose, making sure that his balls were slapping into Marcel’s chin all the harder as well, smearing their sweat further onto the smaller male’s already damp and heavily marked muzzle. His tongue was still moving against the shaft that was pulsating all the harder, spurting even more pent up precum than before that was starting to fill up his throat a bit, requiring him to swallow all the harder. \n\nWith a tighter grip around his cock, TJ kept up his firm thrusting, making sure to pound his way into the precum-slickened tunnel, keeping up the gags from the mouse while his groans were becoming all the louder, paired with the wet noises of his cock diving into the completely sloppy passage. It was rocking Marcel’s head so much that he was starting to feel a bit dizzy. He looked up to see the pleasured expression on the canine’s face, coming before the next louder groan came, happening as the hands on his head were pulling down, keeping his muzzle pressed to the musky crotch. \n\nFinally, letting out a deep snarl, TJ felt himself cumming; riding out the rush of bliss that overcame him. Coming from his throbbing cock were spurts of hot ropes, even thicker and muskier than usual from how long it was all left to stir inside of the furry orbs. The sack holding it all was pumping their contents through the shaft and out from the tip, which started to blast out into the mouse’s throat, filling it in just the first few thick gushes. Marcel was almost in a daze by this, both inhaling more of the musk directly while feeling his throat getting flooded from the thick, hot stuff. \n\nJust the keep himself from being overwhelmed completely by it, Marcel made himself take big gulps of the substance, pulling it down into his stomach, feeling the thick heat traveling downwards was bringing an added rush to him and he could feel how hard his own cock was pulsing in his pants, bleeding a wet spot through them and his underwear by this point. He hummed against the shaft as it was still shooting its loads into his gullet. With the hands on his head, TJ was making sure that Marcel was taking every bit that he could. \n\nMarcel handled the initial waves of cum at first but as more and more of the fluid was shooting out with so much force, the mouse found himself becoming quickly overwhelmed by the deluge of seed that was still flying out with force from the tip, flooding the smaller male’s oral passage all the further. For as hard as he was trying, Marcel wasn’t able to keep up with it anymore and was indeed overwhelmed but even more so than he predicted, letting out a muffled gag that came louder than others as a surge of cum rushed back up from his throat and even from his nostrils as well. \n\nAnother groan came from the canine as he pulled back, his cock being wrenched from Marcel’s throat. As he got the chance to breathe freely, Marcel recoiled a bit from the heavy ropes that coated his face as well, being the last of the bigger male’s climax before he let out a heavy sigh, watching as Marcel was coughing up more wads of his spunk, feeling the burn of it also oozing out from his musk-burned nose...\n\n“Oh, that was good...” TJ panted. Blowing a load like that had really brought him a sense of relief, but he still had plenty more to give, feeling his lust still running hot in the form of his pulsating shaft that was completely slick with cum. Still not satisfied and having more in mind for him, TJ was quick to snatch up the mouse again, keeping him from getting away. Marcel seemed too dazed to actually try and escape when he had the chance anyways...\n\nAll the same, TJ still had something in mind for the rodent. Another thing they had never done before. He picked Marcel up again but this time he all but tossed him onto the bed. Still too dazed to act right away, Marcel heard the creaking of the bed before his vision cleared enough for him to look up and see TJ already standing up onto the bed, squatting down to have his ass hovering over the mouse’s face. Marcel only had a moment to realize what was about to happen before the canine’s ass came down, all but smothering him with it. Almost instantly Marcel felt his face get engulfed by the sweat-soaked rumpcheeks that had their distinct tone of TJ’s musk, definitely sharper in a way that hammered the core of Marcel’s nasal passages. \n\nIf that wasn’t enough he could already feel the abundant ass sweat further soaking his muzzle, marking him even more, making him downright reek of the husky’s various body sections. With his face stuck in between the shapely mounds, Marcel also felt his lips already pressing to the canine’s gently winking and sweat-coated rim, getting a light taste that was much stronger than what he had experienced on the other parts of TJ’s body. \n\n“I know it's pretty ripe down there. Maybe you can help with some cleaning?” TJ suggested in a teasing manner, even making a point to grind his butt back and forth over the smaller anthro’s face, feeling both amusement and greater arousal from the mouse’s groans. \n\nKnowing that he wasn’t going to get out of this without giving the canine what he wanted, so he took a deep breath, which flooded his nose and lungs its pure bite, again fogging up his head and making it somewhat easier for him to bite the bullet and actually outstretched his tongue, touching it to the soft, musky rim. As he did so TJ let out a slight gasp from the contact and tingles that came from it sliding along. Just those simple movements got the taste of Marcel’s tongue, almost making him recoil but he kept going, fighting through it to maybe prove that he could while giving more pleasure to the bigger male that was sitting atop his face. \n\nMarcel was still going slowly, exploring the other male’s rump, getting more of that almost harsh taste ground into his taste buds. And the more he did this, the more that TJ felt his rim becoming slathered in wet and warm saliva, cleaning away some of the musk that clung to his butt. For all of the noises that Marcel was making, once his tongue had started moving, TJ helped him along by again grinding his butt against the moving muscle, making it cover more area. \n\n“That’s it, give it a good polishing,” TJ encouraged with a chuckle. Marcel was doing just that, giving the sitting male even more of that wet and warm feeling on his ass, being paired with the growing pleasure from the textured surface sliding along in just the right way, whether it was intentional or not. It kept TJ moaning but also wanted more, which he would get by again grinding his butt onto Marcel’s face, smearing more of his sweat and the mouse’s own spit all over his facial fur, likely making it reek all the stronger. And the more that his tailhole was licked, the stronger TJ felt his lust becoming. \n\nIn return the pleasured grunts and noises coming from TJ were all the more substantial, feeling his hole getting completely wet and slick with the smaller male’s saliva, the sweeps that brought another wave of pleasure to his whole being...TJ was wanting even more of this, more than just the surface being stimulated. He got this by timing his next actions: pushing his ass down further and in a sudden, more forceful manner. The gamble worked and he was treated to that first pinch and slight discomfort of his rim being suddenly spread but that was such a quick thing and completely outdone by the rush of greater sexual exhilaration that came after. Managing to get most of the tongue inside of him and it was already wiggling and rubbing against his anal walls. The movements were erratic, those of surprise but it was still inside all the time, bringing with it jolts that forced his whole body to respond. This is what he had been really wanting! \n\nMarcel wasn’t expecting something like that, suddenly finding his tongue sunk deep enough past the clenching rim, giving him the taste and feeling of the canine’s insides. Soft, plush walls were hugging themselves around him, also becoming wet from his saliva. For some reason this was exciting the mouse himself. He could have pulled his tongue free, but didn’t. Instead he kept moving it while knowing what it would be doing, indeed feeling the smooth flesh rubbing against the muscle, getting more of a taste for its muskiness. And the scent was intense and everywhere, deep in his nostrils from TJ sitting himself upon the rodent’s face. \n\nHis mind again came hazed but he could still hear the almost muffled voice of TJ telling him to go ‘further.’ Doing so, he felt his tongue sliding in further, being met with more of those clenches in return but he powered his way on until the whole length was inside and sliding along the twitching walls, knowing that was bringing the bigger male more and more pleasure while his senses were also getting further bombarded with intense musk that just kept his whole body tingling, his nostrils flaring, and his own cock pulsing while leaking so much precum. So he just kept it up, at least finding something to “enjoy” about this. All on his own accord, the licks were coming faster and more pressure was put on the surrounding surfaces and certain spots that made TJ gasp and his cock would throb all the harder, letting off another rope of precum.\n\nStill acting with the intent to please, Marcel kept up these licks, sliding his tongue closely against the walls, feeling how they were quavering against his touch. When he would slide over the prostate in particular the whole passage would squeeze down with greater strength, giving him another stronger taste of the sitting anthro’s hole. It was becoming imprinted on his taste buds and he was starting to get pretty used to it. That was until TJ was lifting himself up, apparently satisfied with Marcel’s efforts so far.\n\n“That was better than I thought it would be.” TJ’s voice cut through the fog in Marcel’s mind. The mouse was still lying there, not saying anything as he continued to breathe in the musk-tainted air around him. The next thing the mouse knew he was picked up, lifted, and held up with his back against the canine’s front, feeling the chest’s sweat sinking into his own back fur. And then he felt the pressing of TJ’s cock against his tailhole, smearing the area with hot precum. Feeling his rim twitching from the warmth and tip sliding over his entrance, Marcel felt himself becoming more excited in a more familiar way, being used to awaiting the penetration but there was so much new and different about this time. There was a kind of need that he never felt before. Just feeling the simple prods and slides of the tip against his ass, Marcel could feel himself becoming all the more impatient and even desperate. \n\nTJ was feeling much of the same and was raring to go as well. Once he felt the surface lubed enough, TJ made the grip a bit tighter to make sure that Marcel would be steady before he thrust his way in, spreading the mouse’s rim and sliding his inches in, causing them both to respond both physically and audibly. Marcel was trembling while in the canine’s grip, feeling the shaft still sinking in. TJ was aiming to plunge all of his length inside in one go, loving the familiar feeling of Marcel’s insides. This was a sensation he had truly been missing. Once it was all inside and sitting within the smaller anthro, TJ just took a moment to bask in it all. \n\n“Did you miss this? I know I did,” TJ said with a chuckle, whispering right in the mouse’s ear. He didn’t give the mouse much time to respond, instead already pulling his hips back to then thrust his way in again, making sure all of his inches were again caressed by the hot and tight tunnel. As his inches were propelled inside, Marcel responded to the sensitive spots that were pressed and rolled over. More precum was coming out and getting smeared inside, wetting the walls further while making the pleasure greater for them both. \n\nFeeling that the passage was completely lubed by now, TJ proceeded to keep going with more effort in his actions, thrusting in so deeply that Marcel’s stomach was bulging outwards in time with the incoming pumps. It wasn’t just reaching so far into him, but also stretching his walls around its thickness. Now that things had gotten started, TJ was showing no signs of stopping or slowing down: keeping his hips moving, his cock was also getting tugged from and pushed into the mouse’s depths repeatedly, bringing all of those feelings back but even further as the pumps were coming even faster and harder as time passed. \n\nIn the brown dog’s hold, Marcel couldn’t do anything more than react to everything that was happening to him. The deep filling, every one of his tender spots getting touched and rolled over with increasing pressure. All of it was making it hard for him to keep control of his body, along with the trembles that were coursing through him from head to toe. The whole time his cock, which he couldn’t reach down to touch, only just looking down at it. The way it was throbbing so hard and leaking so much of his precum that was dripping down onto the floor. Against him, he could feel TJ’s damp body grinding against his own, marking him further with his sweat, guaranteeing that every portion of him was going to be left with the other male’s scent on in one way or another. \n\nEven the wet noises of TJ’s shaft pumping through his precum-lubed hole could be heard alongside their moans, paired with the steady thumps of the canine’s balls knocking into his own. All of these elements were coming together to keep him more aroused than he had ever been. Even with the thick, potent reek of sweat all around him, Marcel just couldn’t help but feel his whole body pulsing. The next thrusts that came were exerted with an upward buck of TJ’s hips, putting extra emphasis on those especially sensitive spots. Keeping this up, it only took a few more of these thrusts to push Marcel over the edge completely. He felt it almost in slow motion: the final push that led to his climax, how it completely overtook his senses, leading to him cum entirely hands free, spilling his ropes of seed onto the flooring in front of him. All he could do in reaction was just cry out while his body was still getting rocked from the continued thrusts. \n\n“Fuck, I’m close!” TJ grunted through his motions. “You want this load, don’t you?” He felt close as well from how strongly the mouse’s passage was bearing down on him. Really he could blow any moment but he wanted to hear the words from the mouse. \n\n“Y-yes!” Marcel managed to squeak out, his voice pitched with exhaustion and desperation. “Please, cum deep inside of me!” \n\nWith the last of what he had, the canine was powering his way towards his own orgasm, putting all he had into until he was letting out a deep grunt, giving a final thrust that had all of his inches planted inside and his churning balls pressed firmly to Marcel’s as they were pumping their loads into the moaning mouse, giving the added feeling of being filled with a heated, musky load…. It kept gushing out like it had when Marcel was taking it into his mouth and with the shaft already so far into his guts, the smaller male felt himself getting filled up to the point that his insides were starting to inflate. The hot, sticky heat was taking up more space inside of him, and the sensation was stronger because of that, watching and feeling his stomach ballooning out all the more and the excess spilling out around his stretched and filled rim…\n\nMarcel didn’t recall being put down on the floor. But he was looking up as TJ was standing over him, gripping his cock and having it pointed at him. The next thing he knew, the canine was groaning and coming from the tip was a thick stream of piping hot and strong smelling piss that came flowing out and onto him, striking his body and sinking into fur that already stunk of TJ’s unwashed form. The urine was pouring out in a large amount at once and with force too, as if it had been held in for some time. And TJ was indeed feeling plenty of pleasure from finally draining his bladder than he hadn’t realized was so full. He simply wanted to be fully committed to marking the prostitute with his smell. \n\nAgain, Marcel could have easily gotten out of the way to avoid all of this but he instead stayed where he was and let himself be struck with the liquid musk, feeling it cascading over his chest and down to his stomach, soaking into even more of his pelt. Once that area was covered, TJ was deliberately sweeping his cock back and forth to make sure that he was wetting even more of the mouse’s pelt, watching the fur’s light color change in tint and visibly become ruffled from the wetness. Even though that he remained where he was, letting it all come to him. \n\nAnd TJ was still going, having plenty left in his bladder, looking down was he let it loose from his cock and Marcel was receiving it all, letting more of his body getting directly marked in his release, joining the sweat and splotches of cum that clung to the rodent’s pelt in various paces. The more area he covered, the more Marcel started to pant from the feeling of being covered and the growing fog of musk that was also growing in intensity. He wasn’t only basking in it, but allowed the bigger male to cover him from head to toe until he was dripping with fresh piss, watching as the stream died down into dribbles. \n\n“Mmm, that was good…” TJ hummed. Now he was fully satisfied and could let Marcel go. “Don’t worry, I’ve got an extra big tip waiting for you. But I’ll let you get cleaned up first,” he said, offering his shower to the mouse, who was grateful. As Marcel disappeared into the bedroom’s connected bathroom, he had a feeling that Marcel wouldn’t be putting up much resistance the next time they got together…\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "It had been a rather busy time for TJ, the brown furred husky. But he finally had the time to relax and unwind after so long. It wasn’t enough for him to just unwind in his own place with the calm and peace of his dwelling. No, the canine wanted to really relax and take a load off in a more significant manner. In a way that would require someone more than himself. Simply speaking, TJ was feeling very pent up after a long day and was really needing to get off in a more significant manner than just jerking off. Lucky for him, he had the means of achieving that and a regular “helper” that would be more than happy to assist him with his issue, provided he got the proper compensation.

And as it just so happened, that regular partner of his wasn’t doing anything significant, trying to make himself look nice in front of a foggy, stained bathroom mirror. The mouse, named Marcel, was so short that he had to climb onto and stand upon the bathroom’s sink. Between his small size, hardly reaching up to most people’s waist and the various decisions he made in his own life, it was hard for Marcel to secure honest work but he managed to carve out a healthy niche for himself as a prostitute. His small size was actually a benefit because he could fulfill many’s desires for sizeplay.

Just as he finished grooming himself, the mouse’s phone was buzzing in his pocket. He reached in and grabbed it, looking at the screen and instantly knowing who was calling just from the first few digits. It was a regular of his, TJ, who was likely in the mood for some more one-on-one fun. This was just in time too; the mouse was actually strapped for cash right now and was starting to become a bit worried. But TJ always tipped generously on top of providing a good time.

Picking up the phone and answering it, he went through the usual routine of greeting the husky. And in return TJ was already requesting some time together, being more than happy to get a quick agreement. “Alright then, meet me at my place. And don’t take too long,” he said with an added inviting tone of voice. Once he ended the call, TJ just couldn’t help but smirk to himself. Though everything was arranged, there was actually something he wasn’t telling the mouse, which Marcel would find out upon arrival...

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Marcel had been texted to let himself in and meet the husky in the bedroom, which wasn’t an unusual request. It had been a small while since he had last seen the canine and Marcel couldn’t pretend that he wasn’t growing all the more excited as he walked through the front door, making sure to firmly shut it behind him, and entered the apartment that he had become familiar with; fucked in just about every room that the space had to offer. Just thinking about it was putting an added briskness in his step as he headed for the bedroom where TJ said he would be.

Walking inside, Marcel at first walked into a seemingly empty bedroom. That is until the door was suddenly shut behind him and Marcel looked back to see that it was TJ, making him relax.

“You kept me waiting,” the husky said in a low, inviting tone that made Marcel relax. That was until the canine started to approach and Marcel noticed that TJ’s fur was damp to the point that it would be seen, ruffled from wetness that had a strong smell to it that Marcel inhaled as the distance between them was further closed, making the mouse grimace. He wasn’t a big fan of sweaty, dirty guys and as the canine’s scent really caught up to him, Marcel could also tell that it was the smell of someone who skipped out on a needed wash of two.

“Sorry, I didn’t tell you but I’ve really been needing this and I’m not gonna wait a second longer,” TJ said with some firmness. As much as he enjoyed his times with the mouse, he had also been wanting something much more. Something that went beyond Marcel’s taste but was more suited to his own. Sure he could find someone else but Marcel ticked so many of his boxes. He just needed the mouse to handle a bit more than usual....

Marcel was still trying to process all of this and TJ had made sure to block the doorway so the mouse was completely unprepared with being grabbed and lifted, pulled in by the canine who was clad in just his underwear, meaning there was no barrier to get in between when Marcel’s head jammed into TJ’s underarm, having the mouse’s nose stuffed right against the cleft of the canine’s pit. And right away, Marcel was struck with the full force of the husky’s built up, layered musk. The dank and earthy smell bombarded his nose, making his whole body shudder. Against his nose and muzzle he could feel the heat radiating from the space, and his facial fur was getting marked with TJ’s sweat, it starting to soak in and taint his own otherwise clean facial fur.

Of course the lifted and pressed rodent couldn’t hold his breath forever. Eventually he had to inhale again and when he did, Marcel’s nose was again filled with the whole of TJ’s sharp reek, making his nose burn a bit and his head spin as well. This had all happened so suddenly and his body was straining to adjust to it all while TJ was firmly holding him in place, pretty much forcing him to take it all in. His small body was having a hard time doing so, attempting to withstand the musk’s sheer bite.

If all of that wasn’t enough, TJ was pushing the mouse’s head in even deeper, making sure that Marcel’s nose was really shoved firmly against the hot and sweat-soaked fur of his pit. Hearing the mouse’s muffled sounds made him smirk so he decided to take things a bit further, ensuring that Marcel was taking plenty of deep breaths against his underarm, forcibly making the much smaller male familiar with it. And Marcel continued to sniff because he had no choice. This wasn’t his first time getting roughly handled but this was different than anything else he had experienced. He really didn’t know how to properly respond and it was all the harder to think clearly while his head was getting fogged from all the musk he was inhaling.

“Just take deep breaths,” TJ said in a more dominant and controlling tone that had Marcel relaxing on instinct. Being so used to being told what to do was working against him. With his lips and nose smeared in sweat, Marcel’s next groan caused him to get a taste of that same sweat, its bitter flavor striking his taste buds in the same way that his sense of smell was still getting bombarded. He of course groaned from this, inadvertently making the same mistake, and TJ was quick to capitalize on that, pushing the mouse’s head in further.

This worked perfectly to get Marcel’s tongue to really make contact with the armpit, making the taste on the mouse’s tongue all the stronger, getting onto more of the wet muscle’s length. And that was all TJ needed. “Don’t stop now. How about giving it some more licks?” TJ asked him.

Again, Marcel was feeling compelled to do what he was told even while having plenty of reservations about it. All the same he still stuck out his tongue and dared to run it along the musky space, getting even more of the flavor slathered over his taste buds. As he expected, the flavor was deeply bitter and yet it wasn’t as bad as he was expecting...

“See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?” TJ asked. “You’re doing pretty well so far. Keep it up.”

Still complying, Marcel deliberately licked again, doing so much more purpose this time, even knowing that he would be subjected to more of that flavor; more hot sweat getting into even more of his tongue’s length, setting itself deeper into its palate. The sounds he made after that were just as muffled but TJ was focused on keeping the mouse still and enjoying the repeated sweeps that ran over his pit, each coming with a mixed slightly tickling but also oddly pleasurable sensation that he was very much enjoying.

The more that he was licking and inhaling the musk...Marcel found himself able to tolerate better, not that he was anywhere close to actually enjoying it. All the same it seemed like the smell was becoming set in his nose and the taste wasn’t as offending yet it was still strong. His tongue was moving with greater smoothness, covering more area at one time, lapping away the sweat that was clinging to the layers of fur, making the put all the wetter from soaking up his saliva as well. Going further, not realizing that he was moving his tongue even faster now, Marcel looked as if he was starting to get into a trance before he was pulled away from the pit, realizing that the even the air around him was just as marked with TJ’s strong aroma.

“That was good,” TJ praised with a hungry tone and looked in his eyes while looking at Marcel directly. “So I know you’ll do better with this.” He was referring to something that Marcel had a lot more experience with, being the husky’s cock, which was in a semi-hard state. It was slightly pulsing between the canine’s legs and Marcel was getting an up close eyeful of it, standing at waist level with the taller male, the same way he did with most. And TJ’s cock wasn’t a rare sight in itself either. But he had never seen it while it was visibly glistening and coated in sweat, having just as much musk as the canine’s pits did, wafting out with a deeper olfactory tone than the underarms did.

Marcel was visibly put off by this but he was indeed much more familiar with this part of his client’s body. He blinked when the tip poked his lips from TJ moving in all the closer until his cock was smushed up against the rodent’s lips, smearing more sweat over them as well. Using one hand to get a grip on the smaller male’s head, TJ used his other hand to simply pry Marcel’s mouth open. “Come on, get that tongue moving like usual.”  Allowing his tongue to slip free, the hired anthro willingly outstretched his tongue again, still tasting the sweat when he made contact with yet another musky, sweat-coated part of TJ’s body. It was the same firm, pulsing flesh that he knew, but with added elements that he wasn’t so fond of. All the same he started to drag along the length, going from the tip up towards the base, listening to the other male’s low moan as he did this.

“Yeah, just like that...” TJ moaned as he watched Marcel work. As the tongue made repeated slides upwards and downwards, the canine’s shaft was starting to get hard, plumping up to further length and thickness, its throbs growing all the stronger as a line of pent up precum beaded from the tip and started to ooze out.

“Fuck, I’ve been missing that mouth of yours.” With a chuckle, TJ let himself receive a few more soft licks, feeling some of the sweat getting cleaned away. Marcel was doing the task assigned to him but only the bare minimum, trying to avoid as much direct area as he could but he wasn’t going to let the mouse get off that easily...

Still having Marcel’s mouth pried open, TJ proceeded to thrust with his hips, perfectly plunging his fully erect cock past the mouse’s lips and into his mouth, immediately giving her the full taste of his musky dick, to which another muffled groan came as a response but TJ still wasn’t done, making sure that more of his inches were going inside, sliding over the tongue to leave more musk on top of it while his tip started to poke at and then finally plunged down into Marcel’s throat as well via another push, getting a sudden forced gag out of the smaller male who now had two hands on his head keeping him in place.

The added warmth and tightness around his cock got TJ to moan out even more. It had been just long enough for him to miss the feeling. Wanting even more of it propelled him into pushing in even further, forcing another muffled gag out of the small mouse. And noises like that were turning the canine on even more. Already he felt his whole body tingling and pulsing with need, combined with the overall lust of finally subjecting the smaller male to his heavy musk.

On the receiving end of it all, Marcel couldn’t do much more than continue groaning around the member that buried itself deep past his lips, making those same lips kiss his pelvis along with having his nose buried in the wet crotch fur, yet again filling his nose with the deeper funk that came from this area. With the hands that were firmly on his head, Marcel had no choice but to abide by whatever TJ wanted at that particular moment. After a bit he felt the canine’s shaft pulling backwards, smearing more of its sweat and precum along the walls of his throat, happening in time with another pleasured grunt from the bigger male. Eventually only the tip remained but that didn’t last long either.

Another muffled groan was forced out of Marcel when it was all pushed back into his windpipe, making the passage visibly bulge outwards. While his throat was given this treatment, Marcel’s tongue was again given a full taste of the cock’s sweat and the smeared precum, feeling the direct pulses against it. Its warmth and how hard it was...despite the elements that he wasn’t a fan of, Marcel felt himself growing aroused all the same, unable to resist the sense of want he usually felt towards the husky.

Putting everything else aside, Marcel still very much knew what TJ liked and acted on that, starting to move his tongue against the underside of the shaft as it started to move, no longer either just sitting in his throat or resting right against his lips. Instead the canine was actively moving his hips and keeping them in motion, sliding his cock over the throat walls that were also clenching themselves down on him, making it all the better for him.

In return Marcel was just doing his best to handle it all, not helped by the thrusts coming even faster and hard enough to make his entire head rock backwards each time. All while the shaft was reaching deeper into his throat, Marcel was still trying to keep up with it all, still moving his tongue but also actively attempting to suckle against the incoming pumps. Doing so earned him more groans from TJ and stronger pulses of his cock. From those same pulses came spurts of sticky, warm precum, its taste being even stronger than usual. And all of that precum was coming from the pair of swinging, musk-coated balls that swung upwards to knock into the mouse’s chin.

As a whole, TJ was just outright using him. Feeling every lick, squeeze, and rush of warmth from Marcel’s oral passage. It kept his lust raging hot in return and his need abundant. Keeping up his thrusts and letting off more precum, slathering the already wet and smooth walls, making them all the easier to thrust against. It just kept getting better and better as more time passed. But Marcel’s gags were also growing louder and he seemed to be putting up a bit more resistance.

At least the pace and force of the pumps were kept consistent from that point out, finally giving Marcel a chance to adjust in some fashion. From his tongue continually moving all over, there was no part of it that wasn’t marked with the husky’s musky flavor. Not only was he starting to get used to it but Marcel didn’t like that inhaling and tasting it was oddly making him feel all the more excited. He didn’t need to but he found himself inhaling more often, trying to take in more of the crotch reek, his nostrils flaring every time it was pushed against the muggy pelvis fur.

But before he could even start to really embrace this, Marcel was snapped out of his light daze by TJ’s stronger grip and the rougher treatment that came when he started thrusting into the mouse’s mouth even harder, really pushing his crotch against the rodent’s nose, making sure that his balls were slapping into Marcel’s chin all the harder as well, smearing their sweat further onto the smaller male’s already damp and heavily marked muzzle. His tongue was still moving against the shaft that was pulsating all the harder, spurting even more pent up precum than before that was starting to fill up his throat a bit, requiring him to swallow all the harder.

With a tighter grip around his cock, TJ kept up his firm thrusting, making sure to pound his way into the precum-slickened tunnel, keeping up the gags from the mouse while his groans were becoming all the louder, paired with the wet noises of his cock diving into the completely sloppy passage. It was rocking Marcel’s head so much that he was starting to feel a bit dizzy. He looked up to see the pleasured expression on the canine’s face, coming before the next louder groan came, happening as the hands on his head were pulling down, keeping his muzzle pressed to the musky crotch.

Finally, letting out a deep snarl, TJ felt himself cumming; riding out the rush of bliss that overcame him. Coming from his throbbing cock were spurts of hot ropes, even thicker and muskier than usual from how long it was all left to stir inside of the furry orbs. The sack holding it all was pumping their contents through the shaft and out from the tip, which started to blast out into the mouse’s throat, filling it in just the first few thick gushes. Marcel was almost in a daze by this, both inhaling more of the musk directly while feeling his throat getting flooded from the thick, hot stuff.

Just the keep himself from being overwhelmed completely by it, Marcel made himself take big gulps of the substance, pulling it down into his stomach, feeling the thick heat traveling downwards was bringing an added rush to him and he could feel how hard his own cock was pulsing in his pants, bleeding a wet spot through them and his underwear by this point. He hummed against the shaft as it was still shooting its loads into his gullet. With the hands on his head, TJ was making sure that Marcel was taking every bit that he could.

Marcel handled the initial waves of cum at first but as more and more of the fluid was shooting out with so much force, the mouse found himself becoming quickly overwhelmed by the deluge of seed that was still flying out with force from the tip, flooding the smaller male’s oral passage all the further. For as hard as he was trying, Marcel wasn’t able to keep up with it anymore and was indeed overwhelmed but even more so than he predicted, letting out a muffled gag that came louder than others as a surge of cum rushed back up from his throat and even from his nostrils as well.

Another groan came from the canine as he pulled back, his cock being wrenched from Marcel’s throat. As he got the chance to breathe freely, Marcel recoiled a bit from the heavy ropes that coated his face as well, being the last of the bigger male’s climax before he let out a heavy sigh, watching as Marcel was coughing up more wads of his spunk, feeling the burn of it also oozing out from his musk-burned nose...

“Oh, that was good...” TJ panted. Blowing a load like that had really brought him a sense of relief, but he still had plenty more to give, feeling his lust still running hot in the form of his pulsating shaft that was completely slick with cum. Still not satisfied and having more in mind for him, TJ was quick to snatch up the mouse again, keeping him from getting away. Marcel seemed too dazed to actually try and escape when he had the chance anyways...

All the same, TJ still had something in mind for the rodent. Another thing they had never done before. He picked Marcel up again but this time he all but tossed him onto the bed. Still too dazed to act right away, Marcel heard the creaking of the bed before his vision cleared enough for him to look up and see TJ already standing up onto the bed, squatting down to have his ass hovering over the mouse’s face. Marcel only had a moment to realize what was about to happen before the canine’s ass came down, all but smothering him with it. Almost instantly Marcel felt his face get engulfed by the sweat-soaked rumpcheeks that had their distinct tone of TJ’s musk, definitely sharper in a way that hammered the core of Marcel’s nasal passages.

If that wasn’t enough he could already feel the abundant ass sweat further soaking his muzzle, marking him even more, making him downright reek of the husky’s various body sections. With his face stuck in between the shapely mounds, Marcel also felt his lips already pressing to the canine’s gently winking and sweat-coated rim, getting a light taste that was much stronger than what he had experienced on the other parts of TJ’s body.

“I know it's pretty ripe down there. Maybe you can help with some cleaning?” TJ suggested in a teasing manner, even making a point to grind his butt back and forth over the smaller anthro’s face, feeling both amusement and greater arousal from the mouse’s groans.

Knowing that he wasn’t going to get out of this without giving the canine what he wanted, so he took a deep breath, which flooded his nose and lungs its pure bite, again fogging up his head and making it somewhat easier for him to bite the bullet and actually outstretched his tongue, touching it to the soft, musky rim. As he did so TJ let out a slight gasp from the contact and tingles that came from it sliding along. Just those simple movements got the taste of Marcel’s tongue, almost making him recoil but he kept going, fighting through it to maybe prove that he could while giving more pleasure to the bigger male that was sitting atop his face.

Marcel was still going slowly, exploring the other male’s rump, getting more of that almost harsh taste ground into his taste buds. And the more he did this, the more that TJ felt his rim becoming slathered in wet and warm saliva, cleaning away some of the musk that clung to his butt. For all of the noises that Marcel was making, once his tongue had started moving, TJ helped him along by again grinding his butt against the moving muscle, making it cover more area.

“That’s it, give it a good polishing,” TJ encouraged with a chuckle. Marcel was doing just that, giving the sitting male even more of that wet and warm feeling on his ass, being paired with the growing pleasure from the textured surface sliding along in just the right way, whether it was intentional or not. It kept TJ moaning but also wanted more, which he would get by again grinding his butt onto Marcel’s face, smearing more of his sweat and the mouse’s own spit all over his facial fur, likely making it reek all the stronger. And the more that his tailhole was licked, the stronger TJ felt his lust becoming.

In return the pleasured grunts and noises coming from TJ were all the more substantial, feeling his hole getting completely wet and slick with the smaller male’s saliva, the sweeps that brought another wave of pleasure to his whole being...TJ was wanting even more of this, more than just the surface being stimulated. He got this by timing his next actions: pushing his ass down further and in a sudden, more forceful manner. The gamble worked and he was treated to that first pinch and slight discomfort of his rim being suddenly spread but that was such a quick thing and completely outdone by the rush of greater sexual exhilaration that came after. Managing to get most of the tongue inside of him and it was already wiggling and rubbing against his anal walls. The movements were erratic, those of surprise but it was still inside all the time, bringing with it jolts that forced his whole body to respond. This is what he had been really wanting!

Marcel wasn’t expecting something like that, suddenly finding his tongue sunk deep enough past the clenching rim, giving him the taste and feeling of the canine’s insides. Soft, plush walls were hugging themselves around him, also becoming wet from his saliva. For some reason this was exciting the mouse himself. He could have pulled his tongue free, but didn’t. Instead he kept moving it while knowing what it would be doing, indeed feeling the smooth flesh rubbing against the muscle, getting more of a taste for its muskiness. And the scent was intense and everywhere, deep in his nostrils from TJ sitting himself upon the rodent’s face.

His mind again came hazed but he could still hear the almost muffled voice of TJ telling him to go ‘further.’ Doing so, he felt his tongue sliding in further, being met with more of those clenches in return but he powered his way on until the whole length was inside and sliding along the twitching walls, knowing that was bringing the bigger male more and more pleasure while his senses were also getting further bombarded with intense musk that just kept his whole body tingling, his nostrils flaring, and his own cock pulsing while leaking so much precum. So he just kept it up, at least finding something to “enjoy” about this. All on his own accord, the licks were coming faster and more pressure was put on the surrounding surfaces and certain spots that made TJ gasp and his cock would throb all the harder, letting off another rope of precum.

Still acting with the intent to please, Marcel kept up these licks, sliding his tongue closely against the walls, feeling how they were quavering against his touch. When he would slide over the prostate in particular the whole passage would squeeze down with greater strength, giving him another stronger taste of the sitting anthro’s hole. It was becoming imprinted on his taste buds and he was starting to get pretty used to it. That was until TJ was lifting himself up, apparently satisfied with Marcel’s efforts so far.

“That was better than I thought it would be.” TJ’s voice cut through the fog in Marcel’s mind. The mouse was still lying there, not saying anything as he continued to breathe in the musk-tainted air around him. The next thing the mouse knew he was picked up, lifted, and held up with his back against the canine’s front, feeling the chest’s sweat sinking into his own back fur. And then he felt the pressing of TJ’s cock against his tailhole, smearing the area with hot precum. Feeling his rim twitching from the warmth and tip sliding over his entrance, Marcel felt himself becoming more excited in a more familiar way, being used to awaiting the penetration but there was so much new and different about this time. There was a kind of need that he never felt before. Just feeling the simple prods and slides of the tip against his ass, Marcel could feel himself becoming all the more impatient and even desperate.

TJ was feeling much of the same and was raring to go as well. Once he felt the surface lubed enough, TJ made the grip a bit tighter to make sure that Marcel would be steady before he thrust his way in,  spreading the mouse’s rim and sliding his inches in, causing them both to respond both physically and audibly.  Marcel was trembling while in the canine’s grip, feeling the shaft still sinking in. TJ was aiming to plunge all of his length inside in one go, loving the familiar feeling of Marcel’s insides. This was a sensation he had truly been missing. Once it was all inside and sitting within the smaller anthro, TJ just took a moment to bask in it all.

“Did you miss this? I know I did,” TJ said with a chuckle, whispering right in the mouse’s ear. He didn’t give the mouse much time to respond, instead already pulling his hips back to then thrust his way in again, making sure all of his inches were again caressed by the hot and tight tunnel. As his inches were propelled inside, Marcel responded to the sensitive spots that were pressed and rolled over. More precum was coming out and getting smeared inside, wetting the walls further while making the pleasure greater for them both.

Feeling that the passage was completely lubed by now, TJ proceeded to keep going with more effort in his actions, thrusting in so deeply that Marcel’s stomach was bulging outwards in time with the incoming pumps. It wasn’t just reaching so far into him, but also stretching his walls around its thickness. Now that things had gotten started, TJ was showing no signs of stopping or slowing down: keeping his hips moving, his cock was also getting tugged from and pushed into the mouse’s depths repeatedly, bringing all of those feelings back but even further as the pumps were coming even faster and harder as time passed.

In the brown dog’s hold, Marcel couldn’t do anything more than react to everything that was happening to him. The deep filling, every one of his tender spots getting touched and rolled over with increasing pressure. All of it was making it hard for him to keep control of his body, along with the trembles that were coursing through him from head to toe. The whole time his cock, which he couldn’t reach down to touch, only just looking down at it. The way it was throbbing so hard and leaking so much of his precum that was dripping down onto the floor. Against him, he could feel TJ’s damp body grinding against his own, marking him further with his sweat, guaranteeing that every portion of him was going to be left with the other male’s scent on in one way or another.

Even the wet noises of TJ’s shaft pumping through his precum-lubed hole could be heard alongside their moans, paired with the steady thumps of the canine’s balls knocking into his own. All of these elements were coming together to keep him more aroused than he had ever been. Even with the thick, potent reek of sweat all around him, Marcel just couldn’t help but feel his whole body pulsing. The next thrusts that came were exerted with an upward buck of TJ’s hips, putting extra emphasis on those especially sensitive spots. Keeping this up, it only took a few more of these thrusts to push Marcel over the edge completely. He felt it almost in slow motion: the final push that led to his climax, how it completely overtook his senses, leading to him cum entirely hands free, spilling his ropes of seed onto the flooring in front of him. All he could do in reaction was just cry out while his body was still getting rocked from the continued thrusts.

“Fuck, I’m close!” TJ grunted through his motions. “You want this load, don’t you?” He felt close as well from how strongly the mouse’s passage was bearing down on him. Really he could blow any moment but he wanted to hear the words from the mouse.

“Y-yes!” Marcel managed to squeak out, his voice pitched with exhaustion and desperation. “Please, cum deep inside of me!”

With the last of what he had, the canine was powering his way towards his own orgasm, putting all he had into until he was letting out a deep grunt, giving a final thrust that had all of his inches planted inside and his churning balls pressed firmly to Marcel’s as they were pumping their loads into the moaning mouse, giving the added feeling of being filled with a heated, musky load…. It kept gushing out like it had when Marcel was taking it into his mouth and with the shaft already so far into his guts, the smaller male felt himself getting filled up to the point that his insides were starting to inflate. The hot, sticky heat was taking up more space inside of him, and the sensation was stronger because of that, watching and feeling his stomach ballooning out all the more and the excess spilling out around his stretched and filled rim…

Marcel didn’t recall being put down on the floor. But he was looking up as TJ was standing over him, gripping his cock and having it pointed at him. The next thing he knew, the canine was groaning and coming from the tip was a thick stream of piping hot and strong smelling piss that came flowing out and onto him, striking his body and sinking into fur that already stunk of TJ’s unwashed form. The urine was pouring out in a large amount at once and with force too, as if it had been held in for some time. And TJ was indeed feeling plenty of pleasure from finally draining his bladder than he hadn’t realized was so full. He simply wanted to be fully committed to marking the prostitute with his smell.

Again, Marcel could have easily gotten out of the way to avoid all of this but he instead stayed where he was and let himself be struck with the liquid musk, feeling it cascading over his chest and down to his stomach, soaking into even more of his pelt. Once that area was covered, TJ was deliberately sweeping his cock back and forth to make sure that he was wetting even more of the mouse’s pelt, watching the fur’s light color change in tint and visibly become ruffled from the wetness. Even though that he remained where he was, letting it all come to him.

And TJ was still going, having plenty left in his bladder, looking down was he let it loose from his cock and Marcel was receiving it all, letting more of his body getting directly marked in his release, joining the sweat and splotches of cum that clung to the rodent’s pelt in various paces. The more area he covered, the more Marcel started to pant from the feeling of being covered and the growing fog of musk that was also growing in intensity. He wasn’t only basking in it, but allowed the bigger male to cover him from head to toe until he was dripping with fresh piss, watching as the stream died down into dribbles.

“Mmm, that was good…” TJ hummed. Now he was fully satisfied and could let Marcel go. “Don’t worry, I’ve got an extra big tip waiting for you. But I’ll let you get cleaned up first,” he said, offering his shower to the mouse, who was grateful. As Marcel disappeared into the bedroom’s connected bathroom, he had a feeling that Marcel wouldn’t be putting up much resistance the next time they got together…

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