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wanted this pic so bad I ended up making a story about these two. fair warning its filled with typos, grammar and spelling mistakes, would make a English teacher cry
Tonight was the night, on this night the painted quilava swore to himself he was going to touch his crushes dick. He had a plan, and his wallet with just enough money to work. Leavings his place he had no plans to return till he succeeded.
At the door to a well known gay bar (only one in town) he nodded to the bouncer, he being a regular let him just walk in. Thire past the flashing lights, through to loud music, behind the bar was the one who made his heart warm up hotter then any fire he could make. The flaaffy bartender dressed in his just long enough apron and cleaning mugs. He sat at his regular stool at the counter waiting for the bartender.
"Hey kid, you whant your usual?" The flaaffy asked well cleaning the counter. Well he comes off as rude and grumpy the first time you meet him, when you get to know him he's acualy pretty sweet, but still grumpy. "Not right now first I'd like an Oran honey rum the good stuff, got something to celebrate" the quillava said with a smile. "You got the money for it, this stuff exspensive" the flaaffy qestions do with his arms folded. The quilava pulled out enufe money from his wallet to cover a glass. The flaaffy grabbed the money and proceeded to fix one up, no ice since he new the kid well enough. Placing it down in front of the quilava who then "Cheers" gleefully and took a swig of it, "ah that's good, now thou I would like my usual". And the night continued as normal.
Some time later into the night after a few drinks, the quilava's plan was to be set in motion. He had drunk quit a bit that even for a fire type who generally burn off alcohol like nothing would seem drunk, he asked for another. When the drink was made for him he downed it all before paying and gave the bartender a smile. All he got back was a look of "you didn't pay". He reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money left in thire. The flaaffy counted it "your five bucks short" he said, just like the quilava planed. "Oh but that was everything I had on me" he said trying to sound a little drunk.
The flaaffy made a face oviusly not a happy one, but it ternd into his normal expression "look kid your a good customer and a regular so if you promise to come back tomorrow and pay for it I'll let it slide for tonight". He really was a sweet guy "nooo that wouldn't be fair, I owe you something at least. How about I'll come back tomorrow and pay but tonight I'll suck your dick." The flaaffy actually gave him a surprised look, the quilava hoped that the false drunk logic and little sex life would convince the bartender to do it. The flaaffy gave a quick look around the club, it was pretty dead since it was mid week but he probably wasn't actually allowed to have sex at the counter since he made the drinks thire. "Fine but stay down" the flaaffy said a little flustered. The quilava quickly hoped over and got low.
This was finally happening. All that separated him and that dick was some cloth and a few inches. "Kid you asked for it now get to it!" He didn't realize he had just bin staring, with a nod he shuffled forword a bit and used a paw to reveal his prize.
Behind that apron was some large balls and a nice sized uncut dick with a thick foreskin. The mere sight of it made him whant to bury his face in it, and he did. Balls on his chin and dick on his head he inhaled through his nose as much as he could. What he got was the raw musk of the sheep, it was always thire when they talk lingering faintly in his nose. But this was raw, strong, and to him heavenly. He needed a tast and with a long lick he got back a nice salty flavour, it had bin pritty warm today.
Well the flaaffy hadn't made any complaints yet the quillava dicided he should get started, by giving those balls a tunge bath. He did his best to get everywhere he could, he even put the balls in his mouth to suck on, and some faint grunts told him he was doing a good job.
Finished with the balls feeling that if thire was enough light these things would sparkle, he turned his attention to the dick that was hard and resting on his head. It was larger then you'd think for his size (thou all the men in town seemed to be that way). Even when erect the thick foreskin covered the tip with pre-cum making a balloon in thire. He reached up and grabbed the shaft keeping a paw on the balls to play with. Getting on his knees he brought his mouth to the covered head and gave it a sweet kiss.
A lot more pre spilled out then he thought would which made him grin. He opens his mouth and incased the dick in his warm fire type mouth till just behind the gland. He gave the rest of the shaft some squeezes and tugs but let his hot saliva just cover the dick. Feeling a paw on his head he looked up a saw the flaaffy trying his best to keep his normal expression but failing (cute). He got the hint, pushing forword he opens the foreskin and let that heavenly pre fill his mouth. Even thou he whanted to saver it he didn't. placing his tunge on the head so that when he pulled back it be coverd in foreskin he proceeded to give the best blowjob he could. He hadn't acualy done this befor never gave or received one only seeing it in porn, but he knew some basic and definitely knew to watch those teeth.
After a minute or two he begun to realize what the flaaffy liked, his balls fondled at the bottom of the sack, a few pumps of the shaft at the hilt, and when the foreskin covers the gland he likes a tongue to swirl the inside, specially that pice of skin at the bottom was really sensitive (the frenulum). All told to him by the small grunts, heavy breathing, and a few thrusts. But they where getting more frequent meaning he was getting close.
Feeling the paw on his head push down he got that he should finish up. He did everything he could to set him off, and with a thrust pulling his face into the sheeps belly, dick down his throat, and something close to a "flaaaaa" the flaaffy came. The instant he wasn't held to that groin he pulled back opens his mouth and let that cum go all over his face. When the dick stopped shooting he cleaned as much cum as he could and swallowed. He stood up and looked at the flaaffy who was using the counter to keep himself up. "Ok kid you got your wish, everything settled for tonight. Now remember to come back tomorrow and pa." He was cut off by the sudden kiss from the quilava whose tongue still had the taste of cum on it. The quilava got his tongue every he could touch in that mouth. When finally finished neither spoke, the quilava grabbed his wallet gave a grope to the flaaffy 'a ass hopped the counter and walked out. Thire was a five in the apron pocket
This happened a lot till the owner caught them. After trying out his skills they hired him. Officially he was hired as the flaaffy assistant. And well he "assisted" the flaaffy as much as he could, there was only so much "assisting" the sheep could take. So he leaned how to make drinks, and sometimes "helped" some of the other staff.