Leif was startled out of his sleep when the train suddenly started moving, accelerating with a high-pitched, electric hum. Opening his eyes a crack, the conductor watched drowsily as the last of the brightly lit station buildings passed by before everything was engulfed in pitch-black darkness, a thick layer of clouds obscuring even the faint light of the moon and stars. Finally, the burly wolverine ended up staring at nothing but his own tired reflection in the glass, his red conductor cap tipped forward, the upper two buttons of his uniform undone with a patch of thick, shaggy black fur pouring out, and the tag with his name flipped upside down.

Letting out a deep, hearty yawn, the tall wolverine stretched, straightened his cap, and started fumbling around with his phone, stopping the video he had been watching before he had dozed off. Two more stations, maybe three, then the train would reach its terminus and let him disembark to take a long overdue rest, as construction work had tossed him out of bed much earlier than usual this morning. Until then, he ought to keep himself awake somehow, and he took the most recent departure as a motivation to get up and take a tour through the carriages, even if he doubted that more than a handful of new passengers had boarded. But a job was a job, so he tucked his chest fluff back into his shirt, buttoned up, and flipped his name tag the right side up before he slipped out of his narrow conductor's cabin and sauntered down the aisle.

As expected, most of the compartments were dark and deserted. The few passengers Leif did encounter were either already asleep or about to doze off, and he hardly had to check on any of them, as most had boarded the train a long time ago and were just as eager to reach their destination as he was. Only once on his trip through the first six carriages did he have to whip out his tablet to validate the tickets of an elderly couple, and after he was done with them, there was only one more carriage waiting for him, of which only the rearmost compartment was lit and occupied.

As the wolverine made his way to the very end of the train, he noticed that the compartment's dark red drapes were closed. Since he couldn't see who was inside, he knocked his knuckles against the metal door. No response. "Excuse me, may I come in to check your tickets?" Still no answer. Leif knocked a little harder and more insistently, and after another few seconds of silence, he picked up a muffled shuffling. At least whoever was in there was awake now, so he gently pushed down the handle and peeked his head through the door. "May I see…?" The conductor fell silent, only to start chuckling when he spotted a white ferret in baggy cargo shorts stretched out on the left row of seats. Wearing a pair of big black headphones, it was no wonder the little male hadn't noticed him yet. So he leaned a little further into the compartment and tapped the wall just above the oblivious passenger to make himself known. 

Whether it was the noise or the shadow that finally alerted the ferret to Leif's presence, he jumped up with a stunned squeal and dropped his headphones as he almost fell off the seats. "Holy shit, wha…"

"I'm terribly sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Leif laughed, shaking his head as the small, slender male scrambled away from him with wide eyes. "I just need to see your ticket, then I'll be gone again."

Muzzle open and speechless in shock, the ferret stared at the conductor for a few seconds, looking him up and down before he rubbed his face and nervously smacked his lips. "O-oh, right. Tickets. My ticket. Ummm… one sec…" he stammered, hastily digging through the pockets of his cargo shorts.

Putting his hands onto his hips, Leif raised a brow. "I hope you have one with you?"

"Well…" the ferret murmured, abashedly twiddling his thumbs. "Uhhh, what happens if I don't?"

Pointing at a large, colorful sticker about fare-dodging and vandalism above the door, Leif sighed, "That's simple. You get a fine, which you can pay immediately with cash or card, or if you don't have your wallet with you, as a bill by mail." Then, he pulled out his tablet with a sigh. "In any case, I'll need your name for this."

"Max. It's Max Gripen," the ferret replied, tilting his head to look at the sticker while the conductor tapped the name into his tablet. "Say, do you happen to take any other kinds of payment?"

"Other kinds of payment? You mean online payments?" Leif asked with a confused look.

"No, something that doesn't involve typing my name and ID into that thing," the petite ferret replied, pointing at the conductor's tablet before he pulled a shiny blue square out of his pocket with a coy smile.

"What's that?" Leif bent forward to check what Max was holding. The moment he identified it as the plastic wrapper of a condom, he backed away with an indignant snort. "The hell? I- I'm not sure what you're trying to tell me there, but I'd be very careful if you don't want to get another fine, Mr. Gripen."

The wolverine's fierce objection sent a shiver through the ferret, but instead of putting the rubber away, he pursed his lips and apologized, "Oh, sorry! I just saw that you were watching a clip of the Bareback Cops when I entered the train, so I thought…"

"T-the Bareback Cops? I don't know what…" Leif stammered in an attempted defense.

The grin on Max's muzzle widened as the burly conductor faltered at being called out, his tail excitedly flicking from side to side as he leaned toward the wolverine. "It was the one where the two cops cornered a cute, little pickpocket in a side alley, wasn't it? He convinced them to let him go if he sucked them off and let them dump a load in his tight ass. Some of the hottest stuff I've ever watched~"

Staring at the cocky ferret with an open muzzle, Leif struggled to find any reasonable response, and as the slinky male reminded him of that particular scene in the video, a strange heat mixed into his shock. The hard-on growing in his pants spoke for itself. Hoping that the bump didn't show too much on the fabric, he finally took a deep breath, closed his muzzle again, and asked with as steady and neutral a voice as he could muster, "Why would you bring that up?"

The wolverine winced when Max's eyes grazed his bulge, the salacious smirk on the ferret's muzzle speaking volumes as he cooed, "What if that scene was real? Imagine running into a pesky little fare dodger who'd suck you off and let you fuck his tight, hot ass if you just dropped those unnecessary charges. Purely hypothetically speaking, of course~"

Leif took a deep breath at the barely concealed offer, then another, even deeper one before he hurriedly stuck his head out of the door. The aisle was empty, and all the other compartments were still unoccupied, lit by nothing but the low green glow of the emergency exit sign; they were the only people in the entire carriage. Nobody would know, and he had nothing else to do, so…

The wolverine finally stepped fully into Max's compartment and closed the door before he started to undo the buttons on his red vest with a cautious grin. "Are you absolutely sure that your hypothetical, little fare dodger wants to do this? Because I've been up since early this morning, haven't had time to shower yet, and haven't blown a load in three days either."

However, the conductor's warning had the completely opposite effect on the ferret. Jumping up from his seat, he nodded fervently, "Even more than before."

"Oh wow, you really want this, don't you?" Leif chuckled, slipping out of his vest. As if the ferret's lusty leer and flicking tail weren't telling enough, he started drooling profusely as the wolverine parted the fabric of his shirt, the thick, sweaty black fluff on his chest spilling free button by button.

"You want me to help you with that, big guy?"

Leif paused for a moment to look at the eager ferret, a powerful thrill racing through him at the suggestion before he nodded. "Well, if you ask me like that, sure. Go ahead, help yourself." With that, he pulled open the remaining buttons of his shirt at once. Shaped by a fair split of heavy, hearty food and exercise in his many lonely hours in the station-side hotels, his belly was as big and soft as his pecs, covered by his dense, dark fur and concealing a raw power beneath he only reluctantly ever used on the most stubborn, unreasonable fare dodgers and hooligans.

The conductor didn't get any time to remove his shirt entirely, though, as Max pounced on him without a warning and hugged him tightly to keep himself steady against the gentle jostling of the train. His arms were too short to reach all around Leif's back, but he was at the perfect height to slot his muzzle between the wolverine's pecs, and with his nose buried deep in the hot, sweaty fuzz, he took a deep breath, relishing the musk with an appreciative moan.

Leif was about to comment on the ferret's neediness, but when their gazes met, the wanton sparkle in his petite partner's crystal blue eyes silenced him. Breathlessly, he watched as Max slipped his slender snout under the loose fabric of his shirt and started to plaster his sweaty black fur and his nipple with hot kisses, a broad lick, and finally a teasing nibble to coax a stunned grunt from the wolverine.

Once Leif's left nipple had stiffened from the slippery attention, Max switched to the other side. Circling his tongue around his other bud, flicking it, licking it, smooching it all over, making the conductor groan with another playful bite, he finally wrapped his lips around it and sucked on it with fervent huffs. At the same time, he began to massage the bottom of the wolverine's back, digging his thumbs deep into his hot fur, circling them around, and slowly dragging them around his waist and toward his big, soft belly.

"Damn, you're good," Leif panted, his black pants getting tighter and increasingly uncomfortable as his growing bulge strained their fabric. Obviously, watching naughty clips on his downtime kept him hard and horny throughout most of his train rides, but his fear that all the porn had dulled his arousal couldn't have been proven any more wrong when Max's eager caresses and kisses made him harder than ever, and he hadn't even touched his dick yet.

"And you're hot as hell," the ferret cooed as he pulled his muzzle away from the wolverine's nipple. Dropping to his knees, he dedicated a moment to kissing and rubbing Leif's soft, protruding midriff before he slipped his hands onto the buckle of his belt, undoing the engraved metal clasp with a click. Unzipping the conductor's fly, he shoved his snout inside and pushed it against the fat, sweaty bulge to take a deep huff. "Ooooh, fuck, and you smell so good~" Then he grabbed the seams of Leif's boxers and peeled them off his soaked groin, slowly but steadily freeing his cock from its tight confines.

A loud snap disrupted Max when the fabric suddenly yielded to the strain, Leif's cock bursting out like an arrow shot from a bow. Too slow to react, he could only squeak in surprise as the sweaty, swollen fuck meat slapped him straight across the face, putting a glistening imprint of sweaty and pre on his white fur and almost twelve inches of thick, veiny, and completely uncut black fuck meat right in front of his muzzle.

"Ah, are you alright down there?" Leif asked as he noticed the ferret's dazed look.

"Wow, you're big."

"Do you like what you see?"

Not even bothering to respond, Max wrapped his hand around the base of the conductor's massive cock and planted a wet, sloppy kiss onto his tip, parting his lips just enough to slip out his tongue and slurp up the cocktail of sweat and pre that enveloped his glistening glans. Savoring the aroma, he gulped it down with a bawdy moan and immediately went for seconds, tucking the tip of his taster deep under the wolverine's ample foreskin to clear out the treasure trove of flavor with an even needier groan.

Leif wasn't sure what was hotter, the sounds the horny ferret was making or the sight of him spit-washing his fat, sweaty cock head? In any case, the combination proved stronger than the most potent aphrodisiac, as he rarely ever felt so desperately wanted and desired, and he savored Max's every lick with throaty grunts and groans, bunching his hands into fists as warm pleasure bubbled through his body like fizzing soda, invigorating him and making him even harder.

Alternating between slurps and suckles, swirling and dancing his wet rosy tongue around Leif's glans and beneath his foreskin, the ferret spent another minute worshiping the tip of his partner's cock while his free hand went on a mission of its own. Grabbing the rim of the conductor's pants, he yanked and tugged on them until the wolverine got the hint and dropped them to the floor to bare his powerful legs and the rest of his boxer shorts, bulging with yet another big, plump treasure.

Impatient to explore further, Max pulled away from Leif's cock with a wet smack, a string of spit dangling between glans and lips as he sighed, "Delicious~ I think I could suck on your tip all day, but I wouldn't want to neglect the rest of you." He slid a hand between the wolverine's thighs, cradling his still-clothed balls in his palm. "Damn, you're seriously packing. Did you get hired because you got balls this big?"

"No, I don't think so," Leif chortled as the ferret pulled down his underwear to unveil his bloated nuts. Veiled in thick, sweaty skin as dark as his cock, they were unfurred save for a thin trail of unkempt slate-gray fur in between his orbs.

Electrified by the sight, Max slotted his head between the burly male's thighs and dragged his tongue across his breeding orbs. "Then I'm glad that I've stumbled across that one conductor who's hung like a stallion," Max giggled, giving each of Leif's nuts a playful smooch before he continued his indiscriminate spit-washing. Huffing and moaning, slurping and gulping, he showered one orb with licks while squeezing and fondling the other, making sure not to give the wolverine any time to grow second thoughts about what he was doing.

Not that Leif was even close to regretting his decision anyway, as the ferret's carnal affection turned his dull, exhausting shift into the best time of his life. Reaching for a brass handle on the ceiling, the burly wolverine let out an even deeper grunt as he lost himself to stimulation, his colossal schlong flexing and oozing a steady stream of pre while Max cleaned and worshiped his orbs. 

Soon, the conductor was leaking so profusely that his sticky pre dripped onto the ferret's fuzzy head, reminding him that it was high time to switch back to the male's cock. Relinquishing his orbs with two sloppy kisses, Max pressed his tongue against the base of Leif's huge dark schlong and slowly dragged it up to the tip, savoring every inch with wide swerves until he reached the patch just below his glans. With a cheeky grin, he ground his taster against the wolverine's most sensitive spot until the relentless stimulation coaxed a deep, guttural, almost feral growl from his partner, making him bend over and clench his fists in pleasure. Finishing with one more big swipe across Leif's tip, he then pulled away and smacked his lips. "Anyway, enough fooling around. I wouldn't want you to blow your load already and make a mess of the compartment."

Still heaving and shaking from the intense tongue assault, Leif nodded at the ferret's tease. He was so pent-up that the petite male's ministrations had driven him closer to the edge than he wanted to admit, so a brief pause to calm down and collect himself was more than welcome.

In the meantime, Max climbed back onto the seats and rummaged through his cargo shorts until he pulled out a large blue plastic wrapper. "Size XL, the biggest I have with me. Let's hope it's big enough," he said as he tore open the packaging and dropped the condom into his hand. Holding it against Leif's tip, he snickered as the large blue rubber ring still looked small compared to the wolverine's huge, swollen glans. "Oh, that's gonna be a tight one."

"Are you sure it'll fit?"

"Yeah, they are extra elastic, so it should work. I just need to get it onto the tip…" Max said, biting his tongue in concentration as he tried to get the condom onto the wolverine's glans. Sure, the shaking of the carriage didn't make things easy, and he had to tug and pull a few times before it finally slipped on, but at least he had no trouble unrolling the rest. "See? Snug as a glove."

"Indeed. I expected it to be tighter, though."

"Nah, that's fine. Working as intended~"

"It's still short by two inches," Leif chuckled, pointing at the section of bare, uncovered skin at the base of his shaft.

Max shrugged. "As long as it keeps all of your load inside, it's doing its job. Also, here."

The wolverine raised a brow when the ferret suddenly handed him another, much smaller pink wrapper. "Another one? This definitely won't fit me."

"Because it's not for you," the slinky male giggled and unbuttoned his cargo shorts, pulling them down to his ankles to bare his own bulging white briefs, the fabric around it damp and soaked in sweat and pre. "But for me." Returning Leif's lusty gaze with a wink, he kicked off his shorts and peeled down his underwear as well, unveiling his whole slender, little pecker in its throbbing, fully-erect four-inch glory. "You know what to do, stud?"

The wolverine licked a strand of drool off his muzzle and nodded eagerly. Ripping open the condom wrapper, he dropped to his knees in front of the ferret and aligned the pink rubber with his cute, hooded tip, but not without giving it a quick kiss in return for all that devout oral worship first. Sticky, salty, laced with a whiff of the smaller male's musk, it got Leif salivating even harder, his cock flexing and tensing in growing anticipation while he unrolled the condom onto his partner's adorable penis.

Once Leif finger's had reached the base of Max's pecker, he immediately shifted them toward his balls, rolling and squeezing each of the white furry orbs between his fingers to make his partner gasp and curl his feet in delight. He did pause, however, as Max raised his legs and pushed out his butt, a flat, rubbery black object greeting him just above the base of the ferret's tail. "Oh? You're wearing a butt plug?"

"Y-yes, to keep those boring rides more interesting," Max gasped and reached for his ankles, casually demonstrating his ferrety flexibility as he bent his feet back over his head and push out his butt even further. "Plus, it's handy in case I run into a big, hung train conductor who's in the mood for some tight ass~"

"Prepped for all eventualities, I see," Leif chuckled and reached around the base of the ferret's rubber plug, giving it a probing tug. 

"Ah~ You gotta pull a little harder than that, though," Max whined, his sphincter opposing the wolverine's tug with an unwilling contraction. His snug, rosy ring couldn't withstand the growing force forever, though, as Leif started pulling with proper force, bulging and stretching the ferret's anus out until it relinquished the toy with a naughty smack, allowing him to retrieve it in a wet, drawn-out slurp.

Max accompanied the extraction with another breathy, high-pitched moan, his pink cock twitching furiously and his trembling tail curling itself tightly around the conductor's wrist. "T-there you go, all ready and lubed up. Now, come and fuck me, big boy…"

Eyeing Max's loose, quivering pink asshole with a toothy grin, Leif nodded and dropped the drenched black butt plug. Then he bent over the presenting ferret on the bench, bracing one hand against the compartment's wall to stabilize himself against the train's random shaking while priming his fat, swollen schlong with a few strokes. "Are you sure you don't want to pay up?" he teased and slid his cock between the smaller male's thighs, rubbing it up against his petite pink pecker. "Because it's gonna be a really tight fit."

The ferret let out a shaky squeak, but shook his head, his feet paws twitching as the massive rod smothered his dick into submission. Bending his legs a bit further back over, he brushed the tip of his tail against the wolverine's shins and cooed, "Fuck no, I need it! J-just give it to me already."

"Your call, cutie" Leif chortled. Licking his lips, he slowly dragged his cock across Max's pecker before he slipped his tip between those taut, fuzzy butt cheeks and aligned it with his sphincter. Slightly loose from the butt plug, the rosy hole still offered plenty of resistance to his probing, teasing prods, smooching the condom-veiled tip of his fat rod with naughty smacks while the slinky ferret let out another shaky gasp. It was nothing compared to the deep, throaty moan of joy that followed when the conductor finally thrust forward, though, stretching his asshole wide open before burying half of his entire schlong in a single shove. "Oh fuck, this is good."

"A-ah! S-so big!" Max whimpered, his cock twitching violently from the initial shove.

"And that's not even all of it," the wolverine growled, wrapping a hand around the ferret's shoulder before he continued to push further forward, plunging his massive rod even deeper into those snug, welcoming depths. Inch, by inch, by inch, he stretched out Max more than his toy ever had, easily overpowering his pleasure button and stuffing him with so much fuck meat that it began to bulge his slender, fluffy white belly.

Max's moan surged a whole octave in pitch as the outline of the conductor's colossal schlong traveled across his abdomen, and when the burly male finally bottomed out, his head slumped against the backrest, his eyes rolled back into his head, and muzzle dropped wide open, panting, heaving, moaning, whining. "Fffffuck… So big."

"Ah, you doing alright down there?" Leif asked, taking a moment to savor that hot, clenching tightness. Snug as a glove, Max's ass was massaging every inch from tip to his shaft, squeezing and gripping him so fiercely that he couldn't even tell if he was wearing a condom or not. With the carriage shaking and jostling them around, he probably would've blown his load just keeping it buried balls-deep for a while, but that obviously wasn't enough for the massive male. No, the urge to pull back and start screwing the slinky male silly was becoming harder to resist by the second while he awaited his response with an impatient flick of his tail.

"Y-yeah, i-it's j-just right. So big, so warm, so hard, so perfect," Max whimpered, his entire body trembling while he subjected the conductor to the lustiest, neediest gaze he had ever received. "I'm d-doing just fine, so come on. Fuck me!"

The ferret's plea was Leif's command. Without another second of hesitation, he slid his cock out a few inches before trenching it again with the full force of his musclegut body, starting to pump his ass like the piston of an engine. Slowly at first, loosening and stretching out the parts of Max's guts that his toy had never reached, it didn't take long for the burly male to pick up speed, and he was soon huffing and panting like a steam locomotive, hungry grunts and growls pouring from his throat while his huge, swinging sack pummeled his partner's fuzzy butt with resounding slaps.

Max's moans and cries hitched and jumped to the rhythm of the pounding like the carriage on the bumps of the railroad track, the cabin echoing with his mindless delight while his pecker swung and flailed around like a pennon in the storm, the tip of his pink rubber condom already bulging with pre. He hadn't touched himself once, yet his orgasm was rapidly approaching, his hands and feet clenching and cramping, his screams ever tenser and hotter, and his anus clamping up harder and harder around the wolverine's battering ram of a cock in anticipation of that ultimate bliss.

Of course, the ferret's desperate clenching didn't stop Leif's rut in the slightest. On the contrary, the realization that the petite male was so pent-up and receptive to his pounding riled the conductor up so much that fucking him on the seat didn't cut it anymore. He wanted more, and with a guttural snarl, the wolverine reached around Max's back and lifted him off the bench, cradling him tightly against his huge, sweaty chest now to hammer his ass standing up and twice as hard.

The sudden change was too much for the ferret. With his face smothered by the conductor's musky chest fluff and his penis trapped between their sweaty, shifting bodies, he arched up and burst into a wet, muffled scream, his limbs going slack while his slender, little cock erupted into violent squirts and twitches, stuffing and stretching his pink rubber with his gooey load. But no matter how much Max squirmed and writhed in Leif's embrace, the larger male neither let go of his head nor slowed down the pounding, plunging his rod in and out of his convulsing, climaxing asshole with almost feral ferocity while forcing him to huff even more of his thick, sweaty fluff, making him nut even harder.

Max's unrestrained climax drove the wolverine into an even greater rutting frenzy, and he rammed his partner's tight hole ever harder with a single goal in mind: dumping a big, fat load into the slutty little fare dodger. Nothing else mattered, the concept of time and space blurring as much as the compartment around him, and he hardly noticed how the train was slowing down while he accelerated his thrusts further, grunting and growling through gritted teeth like a dangerously backed-up volcano.

A few more violent thrusts, a few more harsh, resounding plaps, then a sudden jerk in the train carried Leif over the edge. Knocked off balance, he fell forward against the wall while all his pent-up arousal unraveled in a storm of perfect bliss like New Year's fireworks. A bestial roar erupted from his throat as he succumbed to his orgasm, his mind nothing but pure pleasure while his body prepared to stuff the squealing slut in his embrace. Twitching, clenching, tensing, his two fat, sweaty breeding orbs churned up the biggest load of his life while his flexing fuck rod blasted the first rope of thick, hot cum inside the ferret.

Spurt by spurt, ounce after ounce, the fact that Leif was wearing a condom hardly mattered as the sheer force and volume of his eruption forced the elastic rubber to conform to the shape and bends of Max's guts. Like a water hose filling up a water balloon, it didn't take long until the wolverine's giant nut manifested in a swelling, sloshing dome on the ferret's belly, and the sensation of the male's furry midriff expanding against him, the muffled squeals and cries, the twitching, clenching, squirming, it all made Leif cum even harder.

Snarling like an enraged beast, the conductor fell silent the instant a distant thud reached his ears, and a mighty shock cut through his orgasmic bliss as the sound was followed by more thudding, shuffling, rustling, footsteps.

They had reached the next station.

Passengers were boarding the train and passing by their compartment.

Leif hastily shifted his foot next to the door to block it in case anyone tried to enter, and no moment too soon, as the handle twisted and someone started rattling on the door to gain access to a scene they absolutely mustn't discover. One problem handled, the other one arose not a moment later as the ferret in his hold let out a deep, slutty moan that sent an intense shiver through the wolverine. Staring at his noisy partner for a thumping heartbeat, his own lust-clouded mind only managed to come up with one solution to silence him. He crudely pulled Max's head up and locked muzzles with the slutty male, literally choking him with a deep, forceful tongue kiss.

Still riding high on bliss, the ferret embraced the kiss without a second thought, wrapping his arms around Leif's head to pull him even closer while he sucked on his long, thick taster with a wet, lusty moan. Albeit muffled and gagged, Max was still noisy enough to keep the wolverine on his toes as more chatter and footsteps passed by their compartment, but the shock didn't manage to snuff his orgasm. No, instead the anxious excitement filtered into his high, and the next time someone yanked on the door, almost managing to shove the conductor's foot aside, it didn't just get his heart pounding, but it also made him cum even harder.

Intimately intertwined and throat-tonguing Max, Leif still didn't dare move, however, and the tension in his muscles only eased after the bustling in the aisle ebbed into a background murmur. At that moment, a muffled pop rang in the wolverine's ears, followed by a wet sloshing as the pressure around his tip dropped precipitously. The ferret's subsequent squeak was confirmation enough: the condom had been too small after all. There was not much he could do about the burst rubber, though, so he just kept the smaller male locked in a tight hug and kept his throbbing cock buried balls-deep while he pumped more squirts of hot, gooey cum into his swollen belly, making sure not to spill a single drop.

It took almost another minute before Leif's intense high subsided, then he finally broke the kiss and loosened his hold around the ferret. "See? I told you it wasn't big enough," he chortled and wrapped his hand around his partner's waist, stroking his inflated midriff with his thumb.

"F-fuck, I'm. So. Full," Max gasped, his pecker still twitching weakly, but there was no regret in his voice, a mischievous grin on his muzzle as he looked up at the wolverine. "But don't worry about the condom. I just… slip in my plug… and everything is fine. It's on me to misjudge your output, big boy, because fuck me, you're productive. I've never been this full before, and you know what?"

"What?"

Pursing his lips, the ferret cooed, "I love it. Your girth, your strength, your smell, the passengers walking by while you screwed my brains out, it was absolutely amazing. Better than anything I ever expected~"

"Wait, you knew that there were passengers walking by? Then why did you keep moaning?"

"Do you know how hard it is not to with someone as big as you inside me? Besides, if I hadn't moaned, I would've never gotten to kiss you, and you're a relentless kisser when you're horny and desperate."

Leif shot the ferret a judging glare. "You know that somebody could've found us out?"

"Yes, and I also know that it made you cum even harder, so no harm, no foul, right?"

The wolverine rolled his eyes, but then he shook his head and let out a rumbling chuckle. "You sure know how to have fun, don't you?" As he spoke, he tightened his grip around Max's waist and slowly began to extract his girth, sliding it out of the ferret's ass inch by inch to hopefully not make too much of a mess. Fortunately, the only thing he elicited from the slinky male was a breathy moan, which turned into an even breathier squeak when he pulled out completely and shoved his buttplug back into his gaping asshole, sealing his huge, sloshing load inside him for now. After that, he slumped back onto the bench on the other side of the compartment, still sweaty, heaving, legs spread with his half-hard, soaked dick dripping onto his belly. 

Now that the last of the rush was fading, the late hour and exhaustion caught up with Leif in a hurry, but that couldn't wipe the dopey, happy grin off his muzzle. Usually, he blew his load alone in a hotel shower, so getting to stuff a tight, petite ferret was much, much better than anything he could've ever dreamed of. So much so that he still didn't care that he wasn't just ignoring his duties, but had actively violated them.

"Are you not going to check on the new passengers?" Max asked with an amused grin.

"Nah, it'll be fine. It's late at night and the next station is the terminus anyway, so who cares?" Leif replied with a dismissive wave. "Anyway, what are you up to when you get off the train?"

"I'll probably get a cheap room in the station hotel. Haven't thought that far yet," the ferret said.

"Wait, really?" the wolverine grunted, rubbing his chin.

"What?"

"I mean, I've already booked a room there, so you could stay with me for the night if you want."

"Did you book a single or double room, though?"

"A room with a big bed, so I'm sure you'll fit in there as well," Leif replied, gesturing at his burly body. "Although, that makes me wonder. You've not booked any hotels or tickets, where are you even headed? Are you on the run?"

"On the run?" Max burst into giggles. "No, I'm just taking a trip cross-country to visit all the various cities, make friends, and make the most of my national pass." Still snickering, he reached for his cargo pants and pulled out the pass to show it to the conductor. "You asked me for a ticket, which I actually don't have. But that's because I don't need one."

"Oh, you naughty little fucker~" Leif burst out laughing and shook his head in playful disapproval. "Anyway, you wanna share rooms or not?"

"After all this? You bet I do!"