Stan’s Desperate Tango Stan sat shivering by himself in the chill of early morning. He had been on his way to the clubhouse, hoping to catch some hams in some adventure or other, or, maybe if he was lucky, catch a girl in need of some company. He’d had to stop just before making it to the club though. On the way, he’d been thinking of the fun he could have with those lovely ladies. Normally that wouldn’t be a problem of course. He was always thinking about those lovely ladies after all. Today though, he couldn’t actually keep his mind on those thoughts. There was an aching feeling they left him with too, one he had to take care of before he could show himself at the clubhouse. He couldn’t just show up out of nowhere hard as a rock after all. “Ugh… come on…” So, here he was, sitting by the nearby stream and trying his best to rub himself off. No matter how long he went at it though, nothing was coming of it. He blamed that on the other thoughts that kept interrupting him. Normally it was really easy to focus on one of the pretty girls he was wooing, but today, there was another ham he couldn’t get out of his head. And whenever that ham popped into mind, he froze, a shiver running down his spine and up his tail. “Guh… Boss…” Stan bit his lip, almost growling the name. Boss had been in his head ever since their disastrous dance lesson a couple of days ago. It was driving him crazy. He couldn’t stop picturing the big guy pawing at him, feeling his rough grip. He could even still feel the rough ache he’d left behind. ‘Ugh… no…” That was the part that was the worst. It made his tail twitch. He couldn’t stop thinking about that sweet spot inside of him the hamster had hit. No matter how much he rubbed he couldn’t provoke that feeling properly though. That was why he hadn’t actually made it to the clubhouse in a couple of days. He’d tried, thinking about tearing into the big ham over letting his hormones get the best of him, but he couldn’t bring himself to actually see him. Something about the idea of even getting close to him again was frightening. It made the ache inside of Stan’s belly flare up. As it turned out, though, his absence had gotten a few of the other ham hams worried, worried enough to send a certain someone to apologize to him. “Stan? What’re you doing out here?” The gruff voice that rang out behind him made Stan’s fur stand on end and his eyes shoot open. “Heh. Here I was worried I’d have to track you down. Where’ve you been?” Boss chuckled as he set a heavy paw on the smaller hamster’s shoulder. Stan panicked. He rushed to cover himself and glared up at the big guy. He would have taken off running, but he was way too nervous about doing that exposed like this. “What the heck, Boss-man?” He shifted away from the big guy trying to send him a signal. “Paws off, man!” He only stopped short of smacking the paw away because he needed both paws to cover himself. Unfortunately, Boss wasn’t going to get the message with anything short of a slap. He actually gripped harder, squeezing Stan’s shoulder painfully. “Hey, come on! And after I came all this way to get ya’?” He glared right back at the smaller ham and stomped his foot for extra emphasis. “Don’t tell me you’re still mad about that stupid dance lesson!” Stan shrunk under the larger hamster’s glare. His ears folded back and another shiver ran down his spine. “Y-you’re kidding, right, man?” He tried to keep up his glare, but he couldn’t stop himself from shooting Boss a sarcastic smile instead. It seemed to calm the big guy down. Boss’s angry expression got a little softer and his grip was less harsh. Though, that didn’t last long. Suddenly confident again, Stan raised his ears and rolled his eyes. “How could I stay mad at the guy that left me bruised and twitching all night? Seriously, dude!” Boss’s grip tightened again for a second, making Stan regret his bold little comment. Thankfully though, Boss didn’t hold on long. With a growl, he pulled his paw away and turned away from Stan, crossing his arms and stomping. “I said I was sorry!” He stomped a paw again, shouting. Then, frustrated, he took a seat next to the smaller hamster. “Not like I didn’t offer to make up for it too…” He grumbled, setting his weight against Stan. That earned Stan another shiver. For some insane reason, in spite of how cold he felt pressed against Boss’s warm body, he wasn’t getting any less hard. In fact, his dick twitched and hi stomach clenched when he felt the big hamster’s rough fur press against his cheek. It was crazy enough he had to turn away from Boss too. He wasn’t even sure what to say back though, so he just kept shivering. Without noticing he also leaned back into Boss, letting that warm, rough fur warm his shivering a little. Boss noticed that quaking surprisingly quickly and leaned in closer too. “Hey, uh… that’s not why you’re still mad, right?” The big guy shifted, turning toward Stan. Stan considered pulling away then, but froze when Boss’s paw landed on his hip. “Y’know I can still make it up to ya’ if ya’ want…” Stan’s cock twitched at the idea. Now that thought he couldn’t get out of his head was absolutely pounding at his brain. He could practically see the big hamster’s face covered in cum already. It was worryingly hot even if it made him nauseous. “Y-you’re not serious, big guy.” He held his paws closer to his groin to hide any idea that Boss’s suggestion was appealing, but he couldn’t hide his fur bristling or his temperature rising. He couldn’t even hide his dick for long. Boss’s paw darted away from his waist and grabbed at his wrist in a second. “Of course I’m serious.” His grip was just as harsh as when he’d first grabbed Stan’s shoulder. Stan was pretty sure he was trying to be gentle when he pulled the paw away from the smaller ham’s groin, but Stan just didn’t resist the pull after a second of realizing that he couldn’t match Boss’s strength. “Heh! See, you’re already excited about it aint’cha? Boss smiled wide, first at Stan’s twitching dick, then at Stan’s blushing face. Stan couldn’t do anything to stop him while he moved both his paws back and revealed his cock in full. He thought about it intensely. His feet twitched when he thought about kicking the larger hamster off of him, and he glared at Boss through his blush. Any resistance he offered was overpowered with ease though. When he tried to close his legs, the big guy spread them without even noticing, and when he grabbed at Boss’s arms the big guy didn’t even seem to react. “Come on, Boss-man, you seriously don’t have to.” He complained, folding his ears back and narrowing his eyes. “Quit complainin’!” Boss winked and dropped his head lower. His paws were firmly planted on Stan’s thighs now, keeping them spread wide so he could look right at the smaller hamster’s package. His whiskers twitched, clearly excited as he leaned in. “I’m doin’ a favor for ya’, so no whining, you got it I don’t do this much.” “No kidding?” Stan chuckled. Then he swallowed that chuckle harshly when Boss’s grip got tighter. The big guy grumbled but didn’t stop. He pressed his face against Stan’s dick and gave it a big, affectionate sniff. It made him twitch in spite of the grip on his legs getting harsh enough to hurt. “Ugh… Boss, come on! Kn-knock it off!” Boss didn’t respond, nuzzling Stan’s dick and growling. It felt terrifying, threatening. The big hamster got aggressive quickly, rubbing up and down Stan’s dick with his rough fur and cold nose. It made his dick ache wildly and painfully. And that was before Boss started licking it. Once that happened, the sensations were overwhelming, mixing in a way that made Stan’s mind buzz. Between rough fur and warm, forceful licks, it was hard to stand. Stan tried to stop it at first. He dug his claws into Boss’s arms, and he even leaned forward to grab at the big guy’s head and pull him off. It was hopeless though. Every move against him just pulled them closer. When he grabbed onto Boss, Boss grabbed on tighter, and every bit of thrashing he tried just rubbed him more harshly against the larger ham’s messy fur and prickly whiskers. Desperate, he tried to grab hold of a picture from his fantasies. His cock was aching and sore, and maybe if he came he could just get it over with. He pictured Boss’s face covered in cum, and then he even to think of the cute girls that could be doing this to him instead. There was no holding on to the thoughts though. Instead of the gentle cute licks of the Boss in his head, the real Boss was harsh and vicious, almost hungry in the way he licked and kissed Stan’s groin. He wasn’t even just on the dick. He was everywhere. It was sending more shivers and aches and just made the smaller ham’s tail twitch. “B-Boss! Stop!” If the larger hamster heard him, he didn’t respond. If anything he started moving more harshly. Stan’s body started to shake and sway while Boss pushed against him. He wasn’t sure if it was his own desperate swaying to get away or just the strength of the huge hamster moving him. The big guy’s paws started to wander too. One went down Stan’s leg, rubbing him just as aggressively as the big hamster’s tongue. The other went up and around, grabbing Stan’s tail and pulling him closer. After that, not even Stan’s most wild tugging could move either of them. Boss wouldn’t let go for anything. The worst part though, was that not an ounce of this was enough to help Stan finish. Stan’s cock kept twitching and aching, but no matter how much he willed himself to just cum and be done with it, he couldn’t. The other ache, the one deep in his stomach, was just growing more painful. His mind kept wandering to that sweet spot deep inside of him and how desperate he was to feel it again. Shameful as it was, he knew what he needed to reach it. His tail twitched wildly trying to meet that need, the only part of his lower body that Boss was letting him move freely right now. He tried to fight that desperate need, biting his lip and really digging into Boss’s fur. The idea of it was still so disgusting. Boss’s paws and nose kept wandering though, and every now and then they ran lower, closer to Stan’s ass. Every time they did, the smaller hamster felt just an inch of relief, even letting out a sigh, only to be pulled out with more forceful licking and sniffing. The final straw came when Boss slid his heavy paw under Stan’s tail and pinned it up against his back, denying him even the chance to twitch. Frustrated, overwhelmed, and absolutely desperate Stan gave in. First he’d need to put a stop to this once and for all. For that, he only had one trick left. “Guh! D-dang, Boss… you suck at this…” He swallowed and opened his eyes, looking down at the large ham. Sure enough, that little diss did the trick. Boss stopped in his tracks, leaving a heavy breath on Stan’s cock and what would likely be bruises on his leg and lower back. Stan managed to grin nervously through the pain though while Boss looked up at him. Then, it was time for step two. That part made him shiver. He let go of the larger hamster and leaned back, sweating heavily, but trying to play it cool. “Tell you what, how’s about we make up for this s-some…” He swallowed again. Boss opened his eyes and glared back up at him. “Some… other way?” Boss’s grip loosened too. Clearly annoyed, he pulled away and looked straight at Stan as he sat up. In a second, he was above the smaller ham again, and Stan sunk under his glare and, to his infinite shame, his tail started twitching again. “Yeah? What’d ya’ have in mind.” He was grumbling still, and he shivered while his whiskers twitched angrily. His glare vanished almost immediately the moment Stan spoke. “Well, y’know… that whole dance from before…” Stan smiled surprisingly naturally once he caught his breath. With his legs free, his shifted a little bit, giving himself some space. “I, like, didn’t totally hate it, if you follow.” He kept smiling, and his tail kept twitching. Every time he blinked the idea got less disgusting somehow. His aches were relaxing, but the desperation stayed. “Maybe if you let me take the lead, we can give it another go.” Boss’s expression went completely soft then. He looked downright dumbfounded in fact. Stan might have been worried, but the big guy’s eyes were clearly on him, and in just the right places too. The tiger-striped hamster turned, using his newfound freedom to lift a leg and show off his wildly twitching tail to the big guy, and Boss’s eyes went straight there. Stan smiled at that, feeling suddenly, surprisingly confident. Just taking a lead was really taking the edge off. “Hey, you’re still feeling frisky too, right, old guy?” He lifted his head and chuckled, even wiggling his hips as much as he could from his position on his side. “Don’t tell me two days isn’t a long enough break for ya’?” That confidence was sadly, poorly placed. Boss shot a smile right back at him, one that sent a shiver straight up the smaller hamster’s tail and made him freeze. Then, he was on him in a second. That’s when Stan realized that there was no way he’d be leading. “Ha! Really want a round two? I shoulda guessed!” Boss’s weight was immense, and that was without him deliberately pinning the smaller hamster’s arm against the ground. When he pressed his nose against Stan’s ear, he even did that with enough force that the smaller ham couldn’t resist it. “How about I show you what this ‘old ham’s’ got in him, huh?” For some reason, the weight of the big hamster didn’t bother Stan this time. It should have, it was just as forceful as the grabbing before was after all. He even tried to fight it in the same way, straining against the paws pushing him down and wiggling against the nose at his ear. But then, the struggling pressed him back against the big guy’s crotch, and soon that was all he could focus on. Finally, he could feel the heat of that monstrous cock that had left him so needy before. Gross as it was, he had no doubt it could scratch the itch he’d been feeling since he got here, the way it flexed and pulsed was so intense it was practically hitting the spot already. “Ugh… Boss…” One last itching struggle made him gasp, but the desperate ache inside of him was crying out for that monster that had touched him so deeply before. He didn’t even mind the feeling of his arm being crushed as long as he could feel that. “C-come on then, big guy…” Stan swallowed hard and shut his eyes tight. This time, when he kicked his leg against Boss’s stomach, it was eager, pushing him back. “G-get moving already! Before I change my mind!” Boss was already moving by the time Stan asked, just not with any sense of accuracy, and Stan’s kicking didn’t do much to help. The pair just writhed there for a second, desperate and aimless while Stan yelled for Boss, then, he finally hit home, and Stan was left shouting for an entirely new reason. During their last dance, Boss had been rough, but deliberate, even slow. Now when he struck his target, he did so hard and passionately. Stan had been expecting a stretch, spreading himself wide and accepting the tip, but he was still struck by the force of the thrust. He shouted when Boss pounded into him, disgusted and needy. “C-Come on, Boss! Deeper!” He shook himself back, feeling for that spot Boss had struck before. “I’m trying!” Boss groaned as he thrust back and forth, moving deeper with each push. His nose ran wildly over Stan’s fur as he did, pressing with that same hunger from earlier. It was less frightening though. Stan actually felt it eased him when the big guy’s nose ran over his ears. The feeling of being forced open was just as disgusting as before, even if it was leading to his desperate need finally being met, but Boss’s affection wasn’t as off-putting as it had been, even when he started fondling again. “Darn, how’d you get your fur this… ngh… soft…” “B-Boss-man…” Stan thought about telling him to cut it out, worried the affection might distract him too much from aiming the big guys twitching, aching cock. Before he could though, one more thrust finally hit that desperate space deep inside of him, and he screamed. “Ah! B-Boss! There!” He tried to swivel his hips to catch the thrust again, like before, as he shouted. This time though, that wasn’t needed. Shockingly, Boss listened right away. “Yeah, right there…” He groaned and thrust again, hitting the spot straight away and earning another shout before Stan was able to recover. He even groaned right on time with the thrust, creating a surprisingly pleasant harmony that made Stan’s ears ring between the kisses. It was all too overwhelming. Stan started to feel not just the thrusting, but also the kisses and the fondling vibrate through his body. It was like every ounce of it was going straight to his dick. Between that intensity, the waiting, the teasing, and sheer need, he was cumming in no time. Synching up, he and Boss forced it out of him with every perfectly timed thrust. “Boooossss….” He groaned as it happened. It was the most intense orgasm he had ever felt, and it didn’t stop. Each thrust forced it to go on and on as Boss pressed forward with terrifying stamina. It was so intense in fact, that Stan couldn’t stop himself crying and clawing at the ground. Boss kept up with him even then, rubbing at his teary eyes as the pounding kept on. Stan wasn’t sure for how long, the big guy’s groaning never changed even as his own shouting fell into a whimper, and every thrust was just more overwhelming than the last. Boss took the lead in full then, guiding and shaking the smaller ham’s hips when he couldn’t find the energy to any more. When the dance was finally over, Boss even took the lead then. One thrust came slow, stopping abruptly and forcing Stan to linger on a particularly long whimper. “Stan! I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” Stan’s ears twitched, suddenly remembering the last dance, his body shook. “N-not inside…” was all he could think to say. The very idea of being filled like that was upsetting for some reason, even as he wiggled to make sure that Boss’s dick kept hitting his sweet spot. It was a relief and a pain when Boss, surprisingly, listened again, and pulled out. Neither of them had really given any thought to where Boss’s cum would go after. There was one more thrust after Boss pulled out, pressing against Stan’s backside, right past his quivering tail. Then, with a groaning squeak, Boss let loose. Stan matched that groaning squeak in almost the exact tone as he felt the large ham’s cum soak into his fur. Then, the groaning gave way to panting. “Oh wow, Stan that was… even better…” Boss spoke up first again, pulling Stan close and giving him a few more affectionate rubs. “You’re amazing, pal… ehe…” He was, surprisingly gentle then, when his paws started petting over the smaller ham again. “Made up for last time?” To his infinite surprise, Stan smiled. It wasn’t sarcastic or even playful. He was just happy. “Yeah… sure thing, Boss-man.” He chuckled and his cock twitched, still dripping. “Apology accepted.” He was surprisingly okay with the groping that followed this time. It was almost even relaxing when Boss’s paw wandered roughly down to his cock and squeezed another drop out of it. Strangely, he didn’t even mind that the big guy was still invading his thoughts while his eyes were closed. He didn’t even think about thinking about the girls he’d usually be chasing after right now. He might have even been relaxed enough to just lay there. But, then something broke that chill abruptly. A chipper, familiar voice made both Stan and Boss’s ears ring. “Oh boy!” Hamtaro’s voice was unmistakably close as he shouted. “Everybody! It looks like Stan and Boss made up!” --- “All right. One, two, cha cha cha… One, two, cha cha cha…” Blushing, Stan smiled down at his partner’s feet. The tango wasn’t an easy dance, but it looked like he was finally getting it. “Heh, not bad, keep this up and I might let you lead someday.” He shivered, still admittedly a bit terrified of the idea. Boss had improved, but he still didn’t relish the idea of the big guy tossing him around. Of course, Boss was proud enough that he didn’t even notice the compliment was backhanded. “Wow! You really think so?!” He was downright chipper as he stepped steadily alongside Stan’s deliberately slow pace. “Hehe, bet you’re just wanting me to show you off huh?” Things had changed a lot between the two of them in the past weeks, but Stan shook his head. He wasn’t exactly eager about that idea. He’d barely managed to avoid scandal earlier because Hamtaro didn’t understand what had happened. “No thanks, big guy. Still the number one lady’s ham you’re dancing with, don’t forget that.” He looked up at Boss and shot him a snide grin. Boss shot him one right back. “Sure, sure. Whatever you say.” He laughed and pulled the smaller ham closer. Stan felt that laugh vibrate through his whole body. “That said, what do you say we finish up this dance lesson already. My feet are getting tired.” He started to pet Stan’s fur as he spoke. “You ready for the, what’s it called? Finale, right?” It wasn’t a secret what he meant by finishing the lesson. Whenever he talked about moving to the finale, it sent shivers down Stan’s spine and right up to the tip of his tail. That said though, Stan still had one major condition, for now. “Fine, as long as I still lead…” Still dancing, he led the big guy around the clubhouse, and right to the bed As deliberately slow as he was for most of the lesson, Stan had little patience for this part. He knew he could trust the big guy with a much, much faster tempo with this particular exercise. So, with a final spin sway, he let Boss slam the bedroom door behind them. Up in the balcony, their secret keeper lazily hummed to himself from beneath his blanket, only barely reacting when the shouting started. “Zuzuzu… love the one you’re with…”