Hama had moved onto the island a few months ago. It started out as him being invited by the island’s representative, Katie. She convinced the monkey to pack up his things and move to this new place. He found life on the island enjoyable. The setting was relaxing and the other villagers were friendly. After getting settled in he started to get to know the other island inhabitants. Along with getting to know his neighbors, the monkey went the extra mile of introducing himself to the staff that worked at the various shops. This led him to meeting the owl Blathers. From their very first meeting the primate noticed how tired Blathers seemed, not only because he usually slept during the day but also because he revealed that he did all of the work in the museum himself. Blathers had taken the monkey on a tour of the museum. Its paintings, fossils, and creatures were all donated by the generosity of the villagers. Hama was impressed by this as all of the museum's sections were chock full of things to observe. While grateful for the tour, the monkey couldn’t abide the owl working himself like this. He knew it was sudden to ask this of someone he just met, but Hama still asked if Blathers was willing to let him help around the museum. “You want to help around here?” the owl asked, as if the question was absurd. “We have no official positions at the moment but I suppose...I suppose I can allow this. But you must promise to be careful with the displays.” Hama promised and Blathers began to show the monkey around again. But this time he was going into detail about how the various sections were maintained to ensure a pleasant experience for visitors. Hama paid attention and made many mental notes. He even asked questions which pleased the owl and he would go into even more detail about what the monkey would be doing. The tour ended with Blathers bringing Hama to the Roost, the cafe that was connected to the museum. The pigeon running the shop wasn’t much of a talker but he was polite and welcomed the monkey. After all of that it was time for the museum to close. After going through the routine of closing and locking the place up, Blathers wished Hama goodnight. For the nocturnal bird, it was prime time for him to do some evening shopping. Hama made good on his word. Not only did he show up bright and early but he was dressed for the occasion, wearing a shirt/vest combo with neat pants. Blathers was pleased by this and they went through the procedure of opening the museum, making sure that everything was in its place and looking presentable for whoever would be coming in. In between periods of visitors, Blathers would further direct Hama on what to do. This was how it was for the first few days but in time Hama got the hang of it and was acting without being told. He was a big help around the large facility and Blathers had come to realize how much he needed it. They worked together and while doing that the two began to talk. Sometimes the owl got lonely while dusting off the fossils or feeding the creatures. It was nice to have someone to converse with. Another thing that Blathers was especially grateful for was Hama having no problems tending to the bugs, making sure they were cared for and kept healthy. Hama was happy to help him out. *** The monkey continued to assist in the museum and Blathers couldn’t let Hama keep donating him his time like this. At first it was misunderstood as the owl not wanting to have the monkey helping in the museum any more. That was until the owl revealed that he wanted to hire Hama was an official helper of the museum. Hama was overjoyed by this, being an official part of the team along with Blathers and Brewster. Speaking of him, the primate managed to form a bond with the pigeon as well. Between getting a cup in the morning and also helping out Brewster with the odd thing here and there, the two were on good terms. The pigeon would welcome him and while still not talking much they would have rather engaging “conversations.” Things were going good for Hama. But as time passed he had started to feel differently. Not about the job but about Blathers. As he and the owl grew closer, Hama’s feelings towards him became more romantic and lustful. At first he had been worried that Blathers hadn’t felt the same but when telling the monkey about it, it was Blathers that revealed he was too shy to admit how he felt as well. They had been working together for months and during that time they bonded and socialized with each other. From then on they were more open and flirty with each other. Blathers showed a more open side of himself. Brewster approved of their relationship, something that the both of them were very happy about. Since Hama enjoyed what he did, working in the museum with Blathers was a form of spending time with him. One day in particular was very busy and Hama helped out his partner as best he could, acting as another guide to lead another group that came to the museum earlier than expected. Blathers was grateful for the help and was glad when the unusually busy day finally came to an end. While locking up together they could feel a certain something in the air, both knowing what they wanted. Brewster was the first to leave, wishing the two a good night before heading out of the door. They were left in private and Blathers was the first to smile. “Well, we have the place all to ourselves.” “We sure do,” Hama said, returning the certain tone of voice that the owl spoke with. “And I’d say that we’ve earned a well deserved treat,” the avian said. They had the place locked up but hadn’t left. Instead Blathers led the way to his office, even when the museum was open it was a private place. As the facility grew busier even less time was spent inside of the office. The room was kept organized and neat. It was in that same state when the two entered. And as soon as they were inside, the mammal and avian were all over each other. It was Blathers who acted first, pressing himself to the monkey. Hama instantly melted as the two of them kissed. He felt warmth spreading through his body and interlocked his fingers with the owl’s. Before they knew it, the two were against a wall. Moaning into each other’s mouths, their hands sailing over each other’s bodies. Before he met Hama, Blathers never knew that he could be like this. He could feel raw lust rushing through him. He wanted the other male so badly and was happy that Hama was feeling the same. With another moan, the assistant began grinding against Blathers, his covered erection rubbing against the owl’s. “Oh, Blathers…” Hama moaned when the kiss was broken. “My greatest treasure…” Blathers said, his voice laced with want. They eased off of each other but remained close. Blathers reached out and groped the monkey’s erection, feeling it throbbing in Hama’s pants. Shivering and biting his lip, the other male reached his own hand out and did the same. He rubbed his hand over Blather’s covered cock, giving it some slow rubs along with an additional squeeze. This did well to rile the museum's curator up. “I want you. I need you,” the monkey admitted, his voice dripping with need. “Then let’s not wait a second further,” Blathers said, using a lustful tone that sent shivers down Hama’s spine. That was the cue for the two of them to start undressing. They both did so slowly, taking off their clothing piece by piece. Starting from the top, the owl and monkey unveiled their chests, shedding off their shirts entirely. From there they did the same with their pants, undoing their buttons and belts. Coming off next were their pants, leaving the two in their underwear. Both were sporting obvious tents that were easy to see and feel. Blathers came forward and offered himself to his partner. The two knew each other well enough and knew what the other liked. Working hard to keep the schedule going the way it was meant to had caused the owl to work up a sweat. His feathers were still damp and coming from his body was the appealing aroma of his musk. It was something that Blathers was previously embarrassed about. That was until Hama revealed his enjoyment of the smell. Hama was quick to close the distance between them. He pressed himself to Blathers and made no attempts to hide his sniffing. Starting out, the monkey’s nose was pressed into the soft feathers of Blathers’ neck, huffing directly at the smell that wafted from Blathers’ body as a whole. He sighed deeply when pulling back. Blathers was blushing from this but was also further excited by Hama’s open enjoyment. He was more than happy to let the other male indulge and Hama was just as happy to take him up on that. Having started at the neck, the primate slowly moved downwards. In addition to sniffing at his partner’s body, Hama also planted soft kisses along the way. He gave a soft smooth to Blathers’ neck again. This soft and tender touch was enough to make the avian melt, him letting out a light moan of delight. From there the next place to kiss was Blathers’ chest and he paused to breathe in the owl’s scent again. “It's not too much for you, is it?” Blathers asked, feeling a bit self conscious. “It's perfect,” Hama assured, looking up so the other male could see him smiling. Being assured, the owl let himself further enjoy the feeling of being sniffed and kissed. The next place was his belly and the touch there made him jump a bit. He was just a bit ticklish there and having Hama kissing there and then sniffing left him uncontrollably squirming a bit. There was only one place left to kiss but Blathers had something in mind before getting to the really good stuff. He led the monkey back up his body and gently pulled him towards his pit. Hama was more than happy to push his face into the space. It was still a bit sweaty and the smell coming from it was stronger than the rest of Blathers’ body. Another moan came as he breathed in slowly, letting the addicting aroma overtake his senses. It was a clean musk, coming from a day of working hard. The natural scent of a male owl paired with hints of coffee, pen ink, and even a bit of dust from cleaning off the fossil displays. “Take in as much as you want,” Blathers offered. “I could never get enough of you,” Hama moaned. As the owl said, Hama indulged himself with plenty of long winded sniffs. He even gave the pit a few licks, cleaning it of its light sheen of sweat. The taste was pleasant on his tongue and he heard Blathers’ sighing from enjoying the touch. This encouraged him to do it again, letting out another moan as he slid his tongue along the curvature. The warmth of his saliva sent shivers up Blathers’ spine and he still felt them when Hama eased off. Without needing to say anything the two were already acting. Hama moved in on the other pit and wasted no time giving it the same treatment as the first. More deep sniffs came from the monkey before he would sigh just as before, still enjoying his partner’s scent. The more they did this the more confident about it the owl would become. He kept his arm lifted so Hama could take in every bit to his heart’s desires. And after another round of just smelling, the monkey began to lick him as well. His tongue moved along the shape of his pit and he felt the bit of sweat being cleaned away, leaving behind warm clinging saliva in its place. When Hama pulled away from this pit he was looking both satisfied but also ready for more. They both knew what would be coming next and could feel each other’s excitement along with their own. The monkey eased himself down the owl’s body, this time fully committing by getting down on his knees. Hama’s hands were already on Blathers’ erection, teasing it while still confined in the underwear. While the monkey gently played with the tent, Blathers began to shiver and moan. “I think someone’s a bit pent up,” Hama teased. “Well it had been a little while,” Blathers said, sounding both flustered and aroused. “Then I don’t think I should leave you waiting for long…” Hama said. He made his point clear by using his tongue again. He drew it over the covered cock. Blathers partially feel the tongue through the fabric of his underwear and let out a moan as it slowly slid upwards from the base and all the way up to his tip. While Hama was there he was also treated to Blathers’ crotch musk. It had a certain something to it much like the extra flair that emanated from the owl’s pits. Hama breathed in the extra bit of earthiness through the underwear, humming from the alluring odor. He could feel his mouth watering, not only from the idea of more from also knowing that was underneath the fabric. But for the time being he kept up the teasing. His tongue slid along the cock again and now the underwear was starting to become wet from his own saliva and from the precum that was leaking from Blathers’ tip. The owl groaned and shivered, watching the monkey do this with such ease and finesse. After another slow and teasing lick he couldn’t take it anymore and took it upon himself to unearth his loins, gripping his underwear and pulling them down and fully exposing himself. He was completely nude when they came down and were stepped out of. There was no shame from the curator this time. In fact he even smiled and gripped his length, giving it an enticing waggle. This worked to make the monkey want for it even more. Blathers let Hama at it and the monkey took the chance to press his face against the space where the cock and balls met together. He started out by taking in a long and noisy sniff that ended with him shuddering heavily. He was clearly getting drunk on the other male’s enticing body odor. Using his hands again, Hama began to cup and knead the owl’s balls, giving the feather covered orbs their own attention, much to their owner’s delight. They were a bit sweaty as well and the monkey felt his hand getting wetter the more that he touched them. Blathers’ would softly moan and shiver from the steady touch, feeling the hand swirling in small circles before pausing to gently knead them in a way that wouldn’t cause his partner pain. Knowing that he was bringing the other male pleasure served to heighten Hama’s own arousal. His own cock was throbbing hard in his underwear. Precum had made a wet spot in the front that was slowly expanding. He was able to ignore his own arousal for the time being, the focus being on the curator that he loved so much. Caressing and sniffing at the same time, Hama took the time to worship the owl’s balls. While doing that he put his tongue to use again, slowly lapping it along the cock’s underside. The stiff appendage jumped and Blathers let out a gasp. Hama just chuckled and continued to lavish the other male’s loins with sniffs, licks, and rubs. As time passed the speed of his teasing increased. No longer sniffing, the primate put his focus on working his tongue on the erection. Starting from just licking the underside, he gave the sides attention as well, slowly going from the base and towards the leaky tip. When reaching that tip, Hama opened his mouth. With one hand still on the balls, his other gripped the base and kept the shaft steady. Slowly, the monkey eased his mouth down on the erection. He wrapped his lips around and paused to suckle off the precum, cleaning up the fluid before he continued from there. Blathers moaned deeply, feeling the warmth and added wetness of Hama’s oral cavity. His inches were taken and in time the monkey’s lips were pressed to the owl’s musky crotch, all of the inches were throbbing over Hama’s tongue, giving him another taste of the leaking precum. That same tongue began to gently sweep and grind along the erection, the light taste of sweat and precum causing the monkey to moan softly. He felt tingles of excitement running through his body from hearing Blathers’ own moans. Slowly, the monkey eased his head back. Dragging his tongue along and keeping his lips wrapped to the girth, Hama ran all the way up to the tip. It was given a series of suckles and swirls but the wet muscles, actions that forced more reactions out of Blathers. His arousal was flaring and another dose of precum was fed to the kneeling monkey. “This is new…” the owl noted. Hama popped the tip from his mouth and chuckled. “Did you like it?” “I certainly did.” “Then let me treat you to more…” Hama offered. He slid the tip back into his mouth and picked up where he left off, gently suckling and twirling his tongue all over the cock’s tip. After getting it slathered with another ooze of pre, the monkey sighed with delight. Pushing his head forwards again, he sank the other male’s inches back into his mouth. A bit faster than last time, Hama pushed himself down until his nose was pressed to the owl’s crotch. It was there that he was allowed to take in another deep inhale of musk, the aroma making his head spin in an enjoyable way. The monkey put more effort into his blowjob, smoothly sailing his head back and forth. Keeping his tongue and lips working at the same time, Hama focused on orally pleasuring his partner. While doing that, the primate would occasionally look up to take in the avian’s pleasured expression. Blathers was responding to every moment of the oral pleasure. Letting his moans be heard in the office, the owl fully embraced everything that came from the monkey dutifully sucking on him. On top of everything done so far, Hama had been caressing the other male’s balls the entire time. Rubbing them with his fingers, swirling them against his palms and giving them some gentle squeezes as well. At this point the monkey could feel them churning against his touch. He could wait to get a load out of them but was willing to play the waiting game, giving his partner complete fulfillment instead of rushing things. Getting lost in all of the warmth and softness, the owl couldn’t help but place his hand on top of Hama’s head. With his chest heaving a bit, the standing avian kept his head on the monkey’s head. He could keep up with it but sometimes add to the pleasure that he was feeling. In time with his lover’s motions, the owl would sometimes push his head down, finally having his cock reach into the monkey’s throat. It felt even better in there: the added warmth, wetness, and the squeezes of the other male’s windpipe caused him to moan out louder. Hama had been surprised at first to have his throat penetrated but managed to quickly adjust to it. The length’s tip was the first thing to slide and that had caught him off guard. But when easing back and pushing himself down again, the primate was prepared for it this time but took on more. The following inches behind the cocktip slid into his oral passage as well, fitting the soft tunnel nicely. Hama could feel breathe around it and doing so allowed him to breathe in more of Blathers’ scent. Taking more of and eventually all of the length into his throat, the monkey had his face and nose pressed even further into Blather’s groin. He could never get enough of it. The warmth of the other male’s body, the alluring smell that just continued to waft from it, the softness of the owl’s feathers, and Blathers’ steady moans. The volume of them increased a bit as he continued to work his mouth. “You’re always so good at this,” Blathers said. The monkey always knew just what he liked and he never tired of watching Hama do it. The way he moved his body, the sounds that he would make: muffled hums, sucks, and the soft sound of him gulping down precum. They were all so exciting. He would grunt again, his cock throbbing harder and another jet of precum shot out with more force. Blathers was getting close but he didn’t need to tell the mammal that. Hama could already tell by the certain put in Blathers’ voice and the harder throbs of his cock. Precum was coming out thicker and with more force as well, coating his tongue all over again. “Oh, Hama!” Blathers exclaimed, being pushed past the point of no return. With his hand still on the monkey’s head, he focused on keeping his breathing steady. He could feel his limit inching closer with every bob and lick from the other male. Hama kept up the pace that he was already working at. He didn’t want to rush Blathers into the climax. There was a small window before the avian came to his end and Hama used that to give the owl an extra surprise. His free hands were eased off from the owl’s balls and they reached further. Blathers was too distracted to notice, still preparing himself to blow the load that had built up over the last couple of days. That distraction was what Hama was waiting for and he took full advantage. The brown feathered bird squawked from his tailhole being suddenly penetrated by one of Hama’s fingers. It didn’t reach in very far but it was more than enough to push the curator past his limits. Raising his voice and outstretching his other hand, placing it on Hama’s shoulder, Blathers shook as he finally came. Still being inside of the monkey’s mouth, he unloaded even thicker and hotter jets of his seed. The taste was rich and Hama was quick to moan as he drank it down, squeezing the walls of his throat even tighter after the avian’s pulsating erection. Blathers nearly felt the room spinning as he emptied some of his balls’ contents. After the usual efforts and stresses that came with the day he was glad to have relief and the overwhelming pleasure felt so good. Having Hama still stimulating him all the while brought an extra intensity to his climax. He was panting hard while feeling the throbs and then came another clench as Hama gulped, humming from the taste and warmth that ran smooth down his throat. When Blathers’ climax did come to an end, he slowly pulled out of the mammal’s mouth. Hama had taken all of his load and left his shaft glistening with saliva. There was a satisfied smile on his face as he looked up at the avian. “Hope that wasn’t too much for you,” Hama said, referring to the sudden anal penetration. “Oh you naughty little monkey…” Blathers pulled Hama to his feet and then kissed him deeply. They were back to moaning into each other's mouths and the curator could taste his own seed, a bit of it still lingering on the primate’s tongue. Wrapping their arms around each other, the primate and bird let the passion they felt for each other be known. Rubbing their hands along the other’s back, Hama and Blathers pressed themselves as closely together as they could manage, being unable to stop themselves. Blathers continued to taste himself as their kissing dragged on. Waves of light pleasure and sensuality coursed through them both, coming from the raw excitement of grinding their tongues together. Hama was back to gently humping himself against the avian. His underwear was wet in the front, rubbing against Blathers’ own semi-hard cock. The feeling sent jolts of pleasure that got the curator fully erect again. He moaned against the gentle grinding, his body being rocked by the slow motions. “I take it you’re ready for more,” Blathers assumed. “Oh, I am…” Hama said, his voice being laced with lustful need. It was made all the more evident by the hard throbbing of his shaft, still being covered by his underwear. “Then follow me…” They didn’t go very far, Blathers bringing the monkey to his desk. With nothing on top, it was as simple as easing the other male up and laying him down on the smooth surface. Hama felt Blathers’ hands roaming down his body. Going from his chest, down to his stomach, and finally stopping to grip his underwear. They were slowly pulled down, eventually exposing the monkey’s own length. It was throbbing and glistening from all of the precum that leaked out so far. Admiring the sight, the owl pulled the article of clothing down completely and off of Hama. The monkey was completely naked, exposed for the other male to see. It was a sight that Blathers never tired of. With a gasp and chuckle, the owl ran his hand down the other male’s body again, this time tracing over the exposed chest, stomach, and groin. Instead of stopping, the avian ran his hand over the wet erection, throbbing from the light contact. Hama was quick to moan and shiver. After having his cock trapped in his underwear for so long, the touch of Blathers’ hand was more than enough to send a jolt of pleasure through him. They both wanted each other and what would come next. Hama could hardly contain himself, his body was shivering with excitement as Blathers eased back a bit to grab something. The owl was always keen on safety and that prompted him to come back with lube and a condom. The sexual barrier device was applied and then the cap on the lube was popped off. After applying some to his fingers, Blathers gently pressed them to Hama’s entrance. With a bit of careful pushing further he penetrated the monkey. Hama was quick to moan the moment he was penetrated and continued to voice his pleasure as the lube was spread throughout his anal passage. For added measure, a bit of the stuff was applied to Blathers’ covered cock. With all of that taken care of, the owl eased himself close again and touched the tip to the slightly stretched hole. Gently taking hold of the monkey’s body and sharing a nod with him, he finally thrust himself inside. They shared their next moans together. Blathers could already feel the warmth that was hugging his entering cock and the monkey could feel himself being filled with something more substantial than two fingers. “Oh Hama…!” Blathers began thrusting into the other male. Hama was right there with him, his hands reaching up to pull the leaning owl even closer. Blathers was nearly lying his lower half over the monkey while rocking his lower half. His feet were planted firmly to the floor of his office, ensuring not only a good grip but a good amount of force applied to those thrusts. The desk was made of quality and it held steady against the curator’s motions. His thrusting got harder as the passion increased between them. Having their bodies so close together, Blathers’ was taking in the smell of himself but also the unique odor that clung to Hama’s body. He too had worked hard and had a smell that Blathers grew comfortable to openly indulge in. “Blathers…” Hama moaned. His prostate had been struck and it sent a lightning bolt of feeling through his body. Roaming his hands along the other male’s back, he was wordlessly encouraging his partner to go even harder and faster. He wanted more from him so badly. In fact he wanted Blathers in general so badly. Everything about him. The avian in question didn’t leave his assistant wanting for more. He pulled Hama back and raised his body up again. Keeping as good on the monkey’s hips, Blathers began to ram himself inside with more speed and force, letting his usual demeanor fall away. This more passionate and wild side of himself was something that only Hama got to see. Hama got what he wanted and cried out from the greatly increased pleasure. His prostate was being touched with every thrust and the force behind them was making his own cock pulse hard. Rapidly approaching his climax, the monkey gripped his shaft and began to jerk it at nearly the same speed as the owl’s thrusts. With that and another deep push of Blathers’ cock into his depths, the monkey came hard. He unleashed thick ropes of his own release that all landed on the primate’s own heaving stomach. From his climax came the firmer clenches of his tailhole. Groaning from his own approaching orgasm, the owl kept up the pace and drove himself towards that point. “I’m nearly there,” he announced with a strained voice. “Give it to me!” Hama said and Blathers knew what he was referring to. Teetering on the edge of his orgasm, the owl was quick to pull out. With a groan he pulled the condom off and began to fervently jerk himself off. When finally reaching his peak, Blathers groaned and made an even bigger mess of the monkey’s stomach. But he came with so much force that some of his ropes reached all the way up to Hama’s face, surprising them both. They were both left panting heavily, sweating and coming down from the highs of their climaxes. “I love you, Blathers…” Hama said. “I love you too...my greatest treasure,” the owl responded. “Maybe we should do this more often. It almost shot right over me,” Hama said, referring to the seed that still streaked his face. Blathers agreed that they should do this more often. He helped the monkey up, not minding the mess on his body or the mess on his desk that would need to be cleaned up. It was all worth it to him. “Hama…” he started, suddenly sounding rather nervous. “Next time, could I...could I cum inside of you?” “I would like that…” the monkey admitted. The two held each other close for a while but agreed it was best they get themselves cleaned up and back to their homes. After all, tomorrow was another busy day…