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Arthur finally gets some time off of work, which means he can spend a little 'quality time' with his plushy boytoy.

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His feet carried him to his bedroom where he could slip into something a little more comfortable for lounging around the house. \n\nHis room was admittedly no less decorated than his cubical at work, but one thing here stood out against the plain comforter that dressed his bed, and that was the oversized teddy bear lain back against the headboard. The teddy was approximately five and a half feet tall, comfortable enough to cuddle and not feel like a child doing so. This particular plush was named Ross. Arthur smiled at him and tossed his tie sloppily into a hamper. \n\nAdmittedly, the best part of this vacation would be the amount of time he would get to spend with Ross. The two had been fairly abstinent as of late due to the long hours he had to spend at work. Arthur was hoping to remedy that with all this extra time he had. \n\n\"Finally home for the next two weeks,\" he announced, more than aware he would get no reply. It didn't matter much, the talking helped him feel less lonely. Besides, a partner who doesn't speak makes for quite the listener. \n\nHis hands made quick work of the buttons on his shirt which he shrugged off, then he began to work on his pants.\n\n\"I know, I've missed you a lot too, but what can you do?\" \n\nThen, down to his boxers. he flopped back onto the foot of his bed, legs still dangling off. He tilted his head back to look up at Ross. He loved the way this big stuffy looked, so soft and overpadded. It was a welcoming appearance, and that welcome he took, rolling onto his stomach to crawl up the bed to the plushy in question. Once having reached him he flopped back over, head resting comfortably in Ross' pillow like lap. \n\n\"Besides, I'll make it up to you pretty soon. Spending this whole break here at home, promise.\" \n\nHe smiled up at the teddy, a permanent smile — sewn happily — returned on his round muzzle. Arthur reached an arm up, running a hand over a thick plush side and humming comfortably. A deep breath made him relax deeper against the mattress. Silence followed while he took in the feeling. \n\nAfter a time he opened his eyes again, loath to get up he forced himself into a sitting position and sighed. After a long stretch he turned back to look over his shoulder at the bear. \n\n\"What do you say I get some dinner and a shower, then we can watch a little T.V?\" And with that he stood to do just as he had said.\n\nDinner was from a box as usual, Arthur was never quite skilled in the way of culinary arts, and his shower was long to allow the hot water to wash away the ache in his back and neck. He was particular to dry thoroughly and blow-dry his hair so that he didn't risk getting Ross all wet and soppy. Only after sopping up excess water off the bathroom floor did he return to the bedroom, tossing the towel into the hamper with his long abandoned tie. \n\nHe hoisted Ross up with a pleasant hum. Ross was fairly weighted, all that stuffing added up, but Arthur was happy to haul him to the couch where they could settle in for some movie streaming. He propped the old bear up against an arm so he could sit properly, and nestled into Ross's side to rest his head on his shoulder. \n\nRemote in hand he began to search for a movie, settling inevitably on some nature documentary about ocean fish. Mindlessly Arthur's hand rubbed a soft plush thigh attached to the teddy, and he made empty little comments about some of the information provided by the educational program. It wasn't long before his eyes began to shift over to Ross, whose brown plastic eyes reflected the television screen. Arthur bit his lower lip and his eyes trailed down, down, down till they reached the sexless groin between Ross's legs. \n\nHis breathing hitched. This was a place he knew to be very soft and oh how he had missed it. Most days he was far too tired after work and hadn't the time to indulge, but now? \n\nHis hand moved up the material of the thigh and his palm folded over the bear's crotch, squeezing at the nothing there and feeling the fabric fold and stuffing give with the pressure. Below his own belt he felt his excitement stir. Slowly he rubbed his palm up and down, reacquainting himself with the soft material. A moment more and his fingers slowly began to dance, rubbing circles against Ross's mound as though there were something there worth rubbing. \n\nA gentle grunt left Arthur and he bit his lower lip with some force to hide it. He could feel heat in his own groin, the tightening of his pajama bottoms. Slowly his sex was swelling, interested in the exchange. He wanted to be patient, drag this out, spend his time feeling Ross in his hand, but he'd waited so long already. \n\nHis other hand now occupied itself with rubbing down the inside of his own thigh, his legs falling open so he could cup his swelling muscle and squeeze it to relieve some of the tension. A few strokes through the fabric was all he could manage before readjusting on the couch, moving to straddle Ross's lap.\n\nArthur's bare chest pressed to the soft material, his nipples being tickled by it, and he gave a grunt at the way the sensation shot down to his groin, making his sex stiffer even still. He began a slow and firm grind, rocking his hips against Ross. His breathing shuddered and his hands moved up to cup the bear's face \n\nLeaning in he pressed his lips to the embroidered smile, humming quietly while he kissed. Even through the fabric of his pajamas the feeling of firmly rutting against Ross had him melting. He focused on these feelings, content to let whatever was on the TV fade to background noise. Slowly his kissing and rocking became more fervent, a desperate roughness behind it. His cock stood hard, crushed between his own stomach and Ross's. \n\n\"D-dammit,\" he stuttered a gasp of desperation. \n\nDeciding he couldn't take the teasing much longer he adjust to pull his pajama pants down his hips, squirming to kick them off hap hazardously to the floor. Now naked completely he straddled Ross once more. \n\nThe soft plush fibers rubbed the flesh of his dripping cock, tickling the prominent veins now showing. The muscle itself ached with excitement and neglect and to ease it Arthur gave a hard push of his hips, grinding against Ross's groin with force. \n\n\"God,\" he choked. \"God, yes.\" \n\nHis mouth was back over Ross muzzle, eager kisses continuing while he rutted against his plush partner. The way Ross's material hugged his sex was indescribably pleasurable. Arthur pushed his chest out to grind it with more firmness against Ross's own upper torso. The softness tickled his nipples, stimulating them till hardened and red. \n\n\"Mff, Ross,\" he whined for the bear. \"You feel so good.\" \n\nHis voice had taken on a high desperate pitch. \n\nBetween his legs a steady drip of precum had begun, beading at the tip of his cock before being smeared into the softness of Ross's groin. Arthur's legs stuttered when he tried to spread them wider, an attempt to give his balls enough room to bump and drag against Ross as well. They felt so swollen now, neglected of being emptied for the past several weeks. \n\n\"Oh, fff, s-sorry, I don't think I can-,\" he swallowed thickly, letting his head fall to Ross's shoulder. \"I don't think I can keep going for too long. You're so ... so good.\" \n\nA heavy grunt punched from his chest, his rutting picking up force. It had been so long since he'd gotten to finish, and the thought of cumming against Ross here on the living room couch had him trembling. He wanted it so badly. \n\nFinally he could feel it coming, a building tickle in his abdomen and tightening in his balls. So close now. He turned his head quickly, forcing his lips into a desperate locked kiss with his plushie. His balls throbbed, cock pulsing as the first jets of climax sprayed over Ross and smeared into their stomachs. \n\nHe whined several high grunts as he rode out the final waves, hips slowly winding down till he had come to a panting halt. \n\nArthur's whole body buzzed with core deep satisfaction and he sighed prettily, head falling to rest under Ross's chin. \n\n\"Mnn, you're too good to me,\" he purred, tracing a circle against Ross's arm as he spoke. \"Gimme a minute here and I'll get you cleaned up, I just wanna... Wanna stay here for a bit. I missed you so much.\" \n\nHe knew he needed to get up and clean Ross off before the spunk dried into a difficult to clean mess, but the afterglow was high and he wanted to enjoy it, even if just for a moment more. \n\nThis vacation was certainly going to be a lot of fun. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Kink: Plushophilia, Grinding
Couple: Human Male/Teddy Plush (male Coded)

The day at the office had been a long and taxing one. Piles of paperwork, emails to send out, data to document. The work could wear on a man after so long. Arthur Nolan was no exception to this rule. He came home worn, the tie he wore daily began to feel more like a noose as the days passed. The white collar was just a little too stiff, like his back after sitting in his office seat for eight to twelve hours a day. By the time he got home he was spent, but today was perhaps a little different, because today was the start of his vacation, payed no less.

He shuffled in through the front door and toed his shoes off at the entry, wiggling his toes in the black socks about his feet. He gave a stretch and began to loosen his tie. His feet carried him to his bedroom where he could slip into something a little more comfortable for lounging around the house.

His room was admittedly no less decorated than his cubical at work, but one thing here stood out against the plain comforter that dressed his bed, and that was the oversized teddy bear lain back against the headboard. The teddy was approximately five and a half feet tall, comfortable enough to cuddle and not feel like a child doing so. This particular plush was named Ross. Arthur smiled at him and tossed his tie sloppily into a hamper.

Admittedly, the best part of this vacation would be the amount of time he would get to spend with Ross. The two had been fairly abstinent as of late due to the long hours he had to spend at work. Arthur was hoping to remedy that with all this extra time he had.

"Finally home for the next two weeks," he announced, more than aware he would get no reply. It didn't matter much, the talking helped him feel less lonely. Besides, a partner who doesn't speak makes for quite the listener.

His hands made quick work of the buttons on his shirt which he shrugged off, then he began to work on his pants.

"I know, I've missed you a lot too, but what can you do?"

Then, down to his boxers. he flopped back onto the foot of his bed, legs still dangling off. He tilted his head back to look up at Ross. He loved the way this big stuffy looked, so soft and overpadded. It was a welcoming appearance, and that welcome he took, rolling onto his stomach to crawl up the bed to the plushy in question. Once having reached him he flopped back over, head resting comfortably in Ross' pillow like lap.

"Besides, I'll make it up to you pretty soon. Spending this whole break here at home, promise."

He smiled up at the teddy, a permanent smile — sewn happily — returned on his round muzzle. Arthur reached an arm up, running a hand over a thick plush side and humming comfortably. A deep breath made him relax deeper against the mattress. Silence followed while he took in the feeling.

After a time he opened his eyes again, loath to get up he forced himself into a sitting position and sighed. After a long stretch he turned back to look over his shoulder at the bear.

"What do you say I get some dinner and a shower, then we can watch a little T.V?" And with that he stood to do just as he had said.

Dinner was from a box as usual, Arthur was never quite skilled in the way of culinary arts, and his shower was long to allow the hot water to wash away the ache in his back and neck. He was particular to dry thoroughly and blow-dry his hair so that he didn't risk getting Ross all wet and soppy. Only after sopping up excess water off the bathroom floor did he return to the bedroom, tossing the towel into the hamper with his long abandoned tie.

He hoisted Ross up with a pleasant hum. Ross was fairly weighted, all that stuffing added up, but Arthur was happy to haul him to the couch where they could settle in for some movie streaming. He propped the old bear up against an arm so he could sit properly, and nestled into Ross's side to rest his head on his shoulder.

Remote in hand he began to search for a movie, settling inevitably on some nature documentary about ocean fish. Mindlessly Arthur's hand rubbed a soft plush thigh attached to the teddy, and he made empty little comments about some of the information provided by the educational program. It wasn't long before his eyes began to shift over to Ross, whose brown plastic eyes reflected the television screen. Arthur bit his lower lip and his eyes trailed down, down, down till they reached the sexless groin between Ross's legs.

His breathing hitched. This was a place he knew to be very soft and oh how he had missed it. Most days he was far too tired after work and hadn't the time to indulge, but now?

His hand moved up the material of the thigh and his palm folded over the bear's crotch, squeezing at the nothing there and feeling the fabric fold and stuffing give with the pressure. Below his own belt he felt his excitement stir. Slowly he rubbed his palm up and down, reacquainting himself with the soft material. A moment more and his fingers slowly began to dance, rubbing circles against Ross's mound as though there were something there worth rubbing.

A gentle grunt left Arthur and he bit his lower lip with some force to hide it. He could feel heat in his own groin, the tightening of his pajama bottoms. Slowly his sex was swelling, interested in the exchange. He wanted to be patient, drag this out, spend his time feeling Ross in his hand, but he'd waited so long already.

His other hand now occupied itself with rubbing down the inside of his own thigh, his legs falling open so he could cup his swelling muscle and squeeze it to relieve some of the tension. A few strokes through the fabric was all he could manage before readjusting on the couch, moving to straddle Ross's lap.

Arthur's bare chest pressed to the soft material, his nipples being tickled by it, and he gave a grunt at the way the sensation shot down to his groin, making his sex stiffer even still. He began a slow and firm grind, rocking his hips against Ross. His breathing shuddered and his hands moved up to cup the bear's face

Leaning in he pressed his lips to the embroidered smile, humming quietly while he kissed. Even through the fabric of his pajamas the feeling of firmly rutting against Ross had him melting. He focused on these feelings, content to let whatever was on the TV fade to background noise. Slowly his kissing and rocking became more fervent, a desperate roughness behind it. His cock stood hard, crushed between his own stomach and Ross's.

"D-dammit," he stuttered a gasp of desperation.

Deciding he couldn't take the teasing much longer he adjust to pull his pajama pants down his hips, squirming to kick them off hap hazardously to the floor. Now naked completely he straddled Ross once more.

The soft plush fibers rubbed the flesh of his dripping cock, tickling the prominent veins now showing. The muscle itself ached with excitement and neglect and to ease it Arthur gave a hard push of his hips, grinding against Ross's groin with force.

"God," he choked. "God, yes."

His mouth was back over Ross muzzle, eager kisses continuing while he rutted against his plush partner. The way Ross's material hugged his sex was indescribably pleasurable. Arthur pushed his chest out to grind it with more firmness against Ross's own upper torso. The softness tickled his nipples, stimulating them till hardened and red.

"Mff, Ross," he whined for the bear. "You feel so good."

His voice had taken on a high desperate pitch.

Between his legs a steady drip of precum had begun, beading at the tip of his cock before being smeared into the softness of Ross's groin. Arthur's legs stuttered when he tried to spread them wider, an attempt to give his balls enough room to bump and drag against Ross as well. They felt so swollen now, neglected of being emptied for the past several weeks.

"Oh, fff, s-sorry, I don't think I can-," he swallowed thickly, letting his head fall to Ross's shoulder. "I don't think I can keep going for too long. You're so ... so good."

A heavy grunt punched from his chest, his rutting picking up force. It had been so long since he'd gotten to finish, and the thought of cumming against Ross here on the living room couch had him trembling. He wanted it so badly.

Finally he could feel it coming, a building tickle in his abdomen and tightening in his balls. So close now. He turned his head quickly, forcing his lips into a desperate locked kiss with his plushie. His balls throbbed, cock pulsing as the first jets of climax sprayed over Ross and smeared into their stomachs.

He whined several high grunts as he rode out the final waves, hips slowly winding down till he had come to a panting halt.

Arthur's whole body buzzed with core deep satisfaction and he sighed prettily, head falling to rest under Ross's chin.

"Mnn, you're too good to me,"  he purred, tracing a circle against Ross's arm as he spoke. "Gimme a minute here and I'll get you cleaned up, I just wanna... Wanna stay here for a bit. I missed you so much."

He knew he needed to get up and clean Ross off before the spunk dried into a difficult to clean mess, but the afterglow was high and he wanted to enjoy it, even if just for a moment more.

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