The sky went dark, as it got filled with the moon and stars. It was an average, cold winter night, and one of the rare times that the Sensual Steamer had actual customers outside of their regulars.


As the two last customers left, Cole, the typhlosion running this place, got ready to shut his sauna down for the night. "Kip, you gotta clean up room three, then we'll call it quits," he yelled out to his employee.


The marshtomp was already on their way, and sighed upon seeing the room. "I really need a raise."


"If ya stop complaining then ya might get one," Cole responded, before his attention was pulled away by the door opening.


"I'm here for the sauna, is this the right place?" The mienfoo that just entered asked.


"The right place, yes. But yer a little late, 'cause we're just closing," Cole answered from behind the counter.


"Oh, are you fucking kidding me. I've been freezing my ass off looking for this sauna because I couldn't find a damn sign, and now you're telling me I'm too late?" The mienfoo was clearly frustrated, but Cole already had a compromise in mind.


"Hey, hey, calm down," he said, "I'm willing to work overtime, if you can make it worth it." He smirked and got away from the counter, walking up to the mienfoo. "If you get what I'm saying."


"You want us to fuck, don't you?"


~~~~~


The two of them stood in the steamy sauna room, which was doing its job, as both of them were already sweating profusely without even having started.


Cole was just over six foot tall. The sweat covering his body gleamed on his damp fur, and his potent musk was already strong, even when standing a few feet away from him. His lower body was a tad chubby. Not so much that he looked out of shape, but it did give his hips, as well as his rump, a good size. His chest and arms were more muscular in comparison, with well defined pecs and incredible arms.


The mienfoo was just barely half as tall as Cole. His body was very much fit, but nothing out of the ordinary. His fur was slightly sticky from the sweat, and while he also started giving off a good scent, it was easily overpowered by Cole's.


"I hope you are good with your mouth, because if I'm going overtime for you, you're better gonna make it worth it." Cole sat down on the wooden bench.  "If yer good enough, I might even give you a discount for the time yer spending here."


"Heh, I better do the best I can then," Mienfoo said, and moved his head down to Cole's crotch, where his musk was only getting stronger, but then he got pushed away by Cole.


"How about we start down here, and then work our way up," Cole suggested, as he lifted his feet and wiggled with his toes.


The mienfoo slightly rolled his eyes, but he wouldn't mind a little foreplay if that was what the typhlosion wanted. He moved his face to Cole's right foot, pressed his snout against it, and stuck out his tongue. He gave the bottom of the paws several long licks, getting a good taste of the sweaty, slightly dirty feet. He made sure to lick at every inch of the base, before moving on to the toes.


Cole leaned back and crossed his arms behind his head, as he looked down at the pokémon that was sucking on his feet. He wiggled his toes some more as the mienfoo sucked on them, and licked the space between them completely clean. By the time mienfoo was done, the paw was completely covered in several layers of his saliva, and now it was time to move on to the other one.


This time, Cole decided to have a bit more fun, pushing his paw against the mienfoo's face and rubbing it all over it. Mienfoo just opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, before Cole shoved his toes deep into the fighting type's mouth. 


Mienfoo kept sucking on the paw, until he decided it was finally time to move on. He dragged his tongue over the leg, licking up every drop of sweat on its way. He kept licking and suckling on Cole's fur, doing so on both legs, before he finally got to put his face into Cole's big, round balls, which almost rivaled mienfoo's head in size, where Cole promptly decided trap the mienfoo's head between his thighs.


Cole wrapped his legs around the mienfoo's head, pressing just hard enough so the mienfoo could feel the pressure enveloping his head, ensuring that he couldn't get away. Mienfoo's snout was tightly pressed up against Cole's balls, so with every breath he could smell nothing but Cole's musk, which was ten times stronger than he could've ever imagined.


The taste was equally intense, as mienfoo's senses were immediately overwhelmed as soon as he stuck out his tongue again. He dragged his tongue around the big furry orbs, savoring every bit of the taste. He opened his mouth and tried to suck on Cole's balls. Obviously he would never even get close to fitting just one of the orbs in his mouth, but he sure did try. Cole just chuckled at the pathetic attempt of the smaller male to suck his balls, and rewarded him by squeezing his head even tighter. 


Mienfoo's mind was flooded by the taste and scent, as it focused on nothing but the shining sweaty balls in front of him. It filled him with immeasurable lust, that could only be stilled by acquiring more of that glorious taste. Salty, spicy, musky, basically as close to perfect as it could possibly get. Same goes for the scent, which has only gotten stronger as Cole has gotten more aroused. The mienfoo himself was obviously aroused to no end, with precum leaking from his rock hard, twitching cock. But he didn't even touch himself. This wasn't what he was focused on. This wasn't what mattered. All that mattered now were the two perfect orbs he was worshipping.


He felt like he was getting lightheaded. The overwhelming smell and taste, combined with Cole's thighs crushing his head, was just getting too much for him. Which is why it was a good thing that after another few minutes, Cole finally let him go. The mienfoo fell to the ground, finally able to take a breather, though already missing the feeling of his head being crushed against those balls. But luckily for him, that sensation was quickly replaced by a new feeling. He again smelled the incredible musk, which smelled slightly different from his balls. And sure enough, Cole's ass hovered above him, only inches above his face.


"Come on, don't leave me hangin'" Cole said, and wiggled his ass. 


Mienfoo lifted his head to give Cole's ass a long lick, his tongue picking up the sweat from Cole's damp fur, experiencing the musk through both his smell and taste, when the ass suddenly came crashing down on him, his head now getting crushed between the wooden floor and the weight of Cole's entire body. Over 200 pounds of typhlosion goodness pressed the musky ass right against the small pokémon's snout. 


Mienfoo kept licking the enormous ass, licking and sucking the sweat out of Cole's fur, and dragging his tongue over his hole. He couldn't get much air, but didn't mind for now. The little air that he did get was pure, unmistakable musk. Sweat dripped down, drenching his face and trickling into his mouth and nose. His whole body felt incredibly hot, hotter than ever before, and he started gasping and panting, sucking in sweat and musk with every breath, but not much more than that.


He was stuck like this for a few minutes when the lack of oxygen started to make him lightheaded. Before Mienfoo would pass out though, not that he would've had any problems with that happening, Cole leaned forward, lifting his ass off of Mienfoo's head, letting him breathe the hot, musky air around them. Cole now laid on his belly, on top of Mienfoo's body, letting only his head stick out. 


"I didn't tell ya to stop, did I?" Cole wiggled his ass again.


Mienfoo took the hint, shoving his face into Cole's crack again and giving it several good long licks. You'd think at this point he would've licked up most of the sweat already, but it just kept coming. Even after all the tongue work Mienfoo has done so far, it still seemed like there was more sweat than spit between those cheeks. Except by now it felt like there was more sweat than spit in Mienfoo's mouth too.


The fighting type's member was pressed up against Cole's and his own body, rubbing against them with every breath and move, leaking precum into his fur. 


After several minutes of eager licks, he placed his mouth over the typhlosion's sphincter and pushed his tongue inside, full on making out with the musky pit of sweat he was pressed up against. His tongue moved around in Cole's insides, and he eagerly sucked on the hole. 


Cole moved his hips, jiggling his ass with Mienfoo still between the cheeks, as well as rubbing against the small pokémon's cock even more. The rubbing pushed Mienfoo over the edge, and he shot sticky cum between the two of them.


Cole chuckled. "Don't think that just because you came you can slack off. You still have lotsa work to do."


And though he needed a moment to recover, Mienfoo quickly put his tongue back where it belonged. And he did so with great enthusiasm and passion, dragging his tongue, his face, through every inch of the furry, sweaty crack. He sucked every bit of sweat he could out of the typhlosion's fur, before pushing his tongue back through the hole.


He tasted Cole's insides once again, all while the crack his face was buried in seemed to get sweatier with every second. He worked on the hole for several more minutes, before Cole got up, leaving the mienfoo missing the sensation already.


The Typhlosion sat back on the bench and lifted his arms, looking at the mienfoo expectantly as he showed off both his armpits.


"Oh, really? You want me to-" Mienfoo said, but got cut off.


"Hey, look at it this way, it's the final step between you and the big prize~" Cole thrusted his hips forward suggestively, and it looks like the mienfoo got convinced.


He sighed, before burying his face into one of Cole's armpits, where his head was quickly locked in place and squeezed by Cole's strong arms. He opened his mouth, feeling the sweat run down his tongue as he pressed it against the armpit. The taste made him shiver, and it was actually enough sweat that he found himself swallowing it.


Despite being more hesitant at first, he found himself liking it just as much as the previous things, as he greedily licked and sucked on Cole's fur, taking in the absurd amounts of sweat that he couldn't help but love.


Cole's arm squeezed him harder, as if trying to push him even deeper into his armpit.


Mienfoo's mouth was stuffed with Cole's armpit fur, just kinda sucking out the sweat as much as he could.


After minutes of breathing in nothing but the smell of Cole's sweaty armpit, before he got released, only to be forced into the next.


His nose got buried deep in Cole's sweaty fur. The smell burned in his nose. He took a deep breath, the musky air filling his lungs to the brim.


So… strong… he didn't think the musk could get any stronger, but the way the smell stung in his nose and felt in his lungs was just… so… good.


He pushed his tongue out once again, fighting through the soaked fur until it hit the rich, dirty, and utterly delightful layer of untouched sweat staining the deepest part of the unwashed pit.


His tongue rubbed against the most pugnant, savory, and strong sweat stains he could possibly imagine. His cock grew back to full mast in no time, throbbing already.


His tongue went as hard as it could to get all of the bitter, salty, wonderfully filthy taste. 


His face was locked in place once again, and his lungs filled with musk even more. He stayed there for minutes, before being let go once again.


"Well," Cole said, "time for the main course." He glanced down, stroking his cock.


The mienfoo, somewhat lightheaded, nodded and got back down on his knees. He opened his mouth right in front of Cole's precum dripping tip, and took the first few inches in his mouth.


He closed his lips around the thick meat and slid it deeper inside, rubbing his tongue against the underside. He took in the rich taste of the sweaty cock as it slid deeper down, into his throat, until he gagged.


He let his throat adjust slightly, before pushing even deeper, letting the fat cock fill up his throat entirely. 


"Hmm, you're doing a good job~" Cole playfully bucked his hips forward. "Haven't had such a good feeling throat in a while."


Mienfoo swallowed around the cock, his throat closing with every gag, massaging the enormous meat he choked on. He managed to fit in the entire cock, coming as a pleasant surprise to Cole. He started sucking and moving his tongue, to give as much pleasure as he could.


Only when he ran out of air did he pull away to take a breath, but even then he pulled out only barely enough to breathe through his nose, still working his tongue and mouth on the rest of the length.


He started moving his head up and down, always going all the way down to the base before pulling back about halfway. At first slow, but then faster and faster, or at least as fast as he could manage.


Cole let out a satisfied hum as his cock got its treatment. A very sloppy, intense, and clearly experienced treatment. That mienfoo knew what he was doing, and he did it well, sucking dick like a professional.


Each gag, lick, and slurp made the experience that much more intense for both of them. Mienfoo's head moved up and down very quickly, his throat squeezing the massive length inside and swallowing around it.


He could feel the cock throbbing in his throat, and he could taste the salty precum leaking into him. He doubled his efforts, sucking harder and using any control he had over his throat to his advantage, always squeezing, rubbing, and massaging the cock in all the best ways. 


The throbbing intensified, and soon enough he found himself gulping down loads of cum. Running down his throat and filling his mouth, letting the taste flood his tongue.


After pumping his seed down the smaller pokémon's throat, Cole pulled out, a string of cum and saliva connecting the two for a moment, until Cole turned and walked off.


"Get ya rest," he said, heading out of the sauna door, "This one is on me."