Huh. I never noticed how bright my alarm clock was.
Nelos would’ve turned over so the red glow wasn’t shining right in his face, but with the mass wrapped around him it was rather difficult for the cat to move right now.
The mass gave a grunt and pushed up against him harder.
“Frost, you awake?” Nelos wasn’t sure why he asked. Frost was never awake the last few times he asked; the dog was quite a heavy sleeper. Turned out, he was also quite a snuggly sleeper, not that the cat really minded – they were best friends, after all, and best friends were close. This wasn’t their first rodeo – or rather, not their first sleepover. Though it was the first one where they slept on the same bed.
It was Nelos who’d suggested the idea. “That hardwood floor probably isn’t good for your back, mate. Why don’t you hop on up here with me?” Surprisingly, the dog had agreed.
Frost shifted a bit again, and Nelos felt something poke his lower end.
Hmm. Maybe this was a bit close.
Nelos was pretty sure Frost was having some good dream, given how he was being all touchy-feely with him in his sleep like he was his favourite stuffed animal or something. And, yeah, he probably should move or say something. But Nelos kind of liked the position he was in.
Nelos shuffled a bit to try and get more comfortable, but in the process he accidentally nudged Frost’s arm, the one wrapped around him, which caused Frost’s paw to end up over his crotch.
“Oops.”
The paw began squeezing.
Okay. He definitely should say something.
“You’re so warm, Frost.”
The dog gave a murmur, as if replying.
“Love ya.”
Silence.
“Jerk.”
The paw on Nelos’ privates continued their work, giving the cat an erection that strained against the blue and yellow pajamas he was wearing, making him leak a few drops of clear fluid and stain the front. With some difficulty, Nelos slid his shorts and underwear down, unceremoniously discarding them off the mattress and onto the floor. He’ll pick them up and put them in the washer tomorrow.
Unfortunately, this meant that now Frost had full and direct access to his junk. Perhaps he should’ve thought this through; this was most certainly not what he intended.
Ah, who was he kidding?
Nelos helped Frost wrap his paw around his prick, enjoying the intimate moment he was sharing with his BFF/crush for a few seconds before wrapping his own paw around the dog’s and moving it up and down, making Frost give him a handjob. It wasn’t as good as someone else actually doing it, but the cat took what he could get.
Nelos gave a few sighs of pleasure as he worked himself up to an orgasm, moving their paws along faster as he felt the familiar tingling feeling in his loins. With a small cry, the feline gasped and came, his dick spraying three ropes of cum that landed onto Frost’s paw. The dog still had an erection, which Nelos was very aware of.
“Well, it’d be rude not to…” Nelos reached behind him and used two pawpads to wrap around the shaft, stroking it up and down. The dog gave a few louder murmurs of pleasure, and Nelos half-smiled to himself. Frost was such a dork.
A few more strokes was all it took for Frost to ejaculate, and Nelos felt a few splotches land on his rear, the rest of it landing on his own paw. Bringing it to his face, the feline took a few whiffs of his friend’s scent before sticking his tongue out and licking it clean.
Frost gave one last sigh and wrapped Nelos closer to him; from the way he was breathing, Nelos could tell the dog was satisfied. He was, too.
“Goodnight, bud.” Nelos closed his eyes and joined his friend in slumber.