Teemo and Fizz: In The Bushes
by tannim
July 02, 2012

	That water wasn't nearly as salty as he'd asked for, but Fizz was too polite to complain about it.  The rest of the food had been decent, at least.  All the fish had been fresh and nobody made any jokes about him being a cannibal for eating it.  If he weren't taking his time to enjoy the afternoon sunlight, he never would have noticed the form hiding in the nearby park's bushes on his way back.

	He had to sneak a bit closer before he could see who it was, but his ears told him it was Teemo.  That young yordle's voice was easily recognizable, even when he was just speaking very quietly to himself.  Almost silent Oh's and Yeahs brought Fizz even closer.  Sometimes that boy's ability to blend in was just too annoying, he even just a few yards away, he couldn't make out exactly what was happening.  Well, maybe a better view would help.

	Teemo jerked his head around at a whoosh, but he was too lost in working his blow pipe under his tail to concentrate and the yordle simply turned stayed as still as he could curled up on his side.  One hand pumped his long pipe in and out of his tight ass.  It had taken some work to get it in there, though the plant sap lubricant had helped a lot.

	Having his rear ring opened was surprisingly pleasant, after the initial discomfort.  Teemo was really enjoying the way it made his dick twitch when he rubbed the pipe against the right area.  He was fully stiff and leaking quite a bit and Fizz could barely keep his balance on the top of his trident at the sight.  That boy was really working himself.

	Fizz waited another few moments to let Teemo loose himself further into his masturbation before hopping down right behind him.  The yordle looked so cute with his hat flopping off his head as he tried to get up in surprise at the visitor.  Fizz pushed him back down easily with one hand and gripped Teemo's blowgun with the other to push it back in.

	"Shhhh, you don't want to blow your cover, do you, Teemo?" The somewhat fishlike boy knelt and leaned over his yordle friend. "Let me do it for you."

	"Fizz?" Teemo didn't know what to say.

	He'd never had anybody see him pleasuring himself and his cheeks were flushed bright enough to see through his facial fur.  It was certainly easier to let Fizz work his blowgun but the blue boy pumped it in more firmly and wasn't focusing on the special area he'd found.  A cool moist hand grabbing his dick made up for that though.

	Fizz squeezed Teemo's erection lovingly and worked that weapon in steadily.  His own erection demanded attention though and he wanted to get some action of his own in too.  The yordle boy had his hands clenched to his chest so he wasn't going to get a hand job, but the way Teemo's mouth was open and panting certainly had possibilities.

	Fizz stopped rubbing his friend's dick and scooted around to press his own dick to Teemo's nose. "Time for something new, Teemo. You're going to like it, I promise... and you'd better not say I taste fishy!"

	Teemo stared at the weird penis in front of him, though he didn't get a chance to really study it before the pointed flexible tip wiggled past his lips.  The yordle boy tried to spit it out until Fizz pulled it out for him and told him to relax and give it a lick.  Again it slipped in and Teemo was amazed at the slight musky flavor.  He was even more amazed when Fizz lay on his own lips around the furry boy's dick.

	Both Teemo and Fizz sampled each other's loins together.  Each slid their tongues curiously along the cock in their muzzles, getting used to even having something there.  One was more experienced than the other, but the hot organs were fun for both.

	Teemo pinched his lips around the slick sort of narrow tipped wide based flesh.   It was kind of fun feeling it pulsing, more so when it squirted something onto his tongue.  His friend's erection wasn't something he'd expected, and it was a lot different than his, but he was kind of liking it.

	Fizz waited, just teasing the yordle cock, until Teemo grew more confident in his sucking before doing what he really wanted to try.  He pressed his vaguely fishlike muzzle down to fully seal around the boy's shaft, then concentrated on using one of his head tentacles to cup his young lover's balls.  Fizz ran his hands down Teemo's sides to make sure his lover knew they were there before letting another head tentacle rub into that fuzzy ass crack.

	There was a bit of confusion on the yordle's face at all the extra hands groping him at first.  Balls, butt, sides, they were everywhere.  If it weren't for suddenly feeling the suckers on the bottom of each tentacle, Teemo might never have realized it.  He still took several seconds to realize they were from his friend's head, though.  That they could move on their own had never occurred to him before.  That they Fizz had enough control of them to tug the blowpipe out of his hole and plunge in itself occurred to him quite suddenly, though, right after it happened.

	Fizz bobbed his head faster at the sudden struggling it brought.  The tentacle was wider than the blowpipe and a lot more flexible.  It was a lot more intense feeling something fleshy pumping under his short tail than the smooth rod had ever been!  Holding still wasn't really an option for the boy after that.  His body wanted to buck into the wet mouth to both enjoy that pleasure and to pull away from the invading tentacle.

	The young yordle's resistance gave up and let it in quite quickly, much to his own relief.  His ass squeezed hard around Fizz's tentacle once more before opening more willingly.  Teemo copied the head bobbing along his friend's shaft and let himself enjoy the intimacy.

	Having his scrotum lightly tugged on with the aquatic boy's tentacle suckers was a unique sensation.  There was a hint of noise as his soft flesh was sucked in then popped back out each time.  It matched rather well to the light squishing of another tentacle plunging around six inches into his ass and back out in time to that suctioning and oral attention.  Teemo didn't really even notice the hands scratching into his belly and chest fur after that.

	Fizz licked around the boy's cocktip steadily.  He really liked his fuzzy lover's flavor.  Lightly salty, like the sea, with a subtle musk and the barest hint of mushroom that somehow enhanced rather than detracted from it.  Feeling the anal contractions around one of his tentacles was quite enjoyable too.  He'd never gotten tired of having them played with by a sexual partner and wondered if he could talk Teemo into rubbing one off like he'd stroke his dick later.

	Teemo's more enthusiastic sucking was a big distraction to working his tentacles, though.  Fizz couldn't keep working his own mouth AND working them in two different directions with that curious tongue teasing him.  He reluctantly let the one on his lover's balls go flaccid as there was no way he was going to stop pounding the boy's butt.  His own young rump wouldn't have minded some attention, either.  Maybe they could try that later.

	Fizz wriggled his tentacle around in different directions as they both sucked, trying to find a certain place he'd learned about.  He knew he found it when Teemo suddenly stiffened against him and he focused his penetration on that spot.  A sucker grasped at it from within, making the handsome yordle buck his hips and kick his legs so cutely.  It also brought a thick spurt of pre.

	Teemo was close.  He couldn't think.  He couldn't even concentrate on pleasuring his friend anymore.  His mouth went limp around Fizz's dick and he just let the joy build.  Being with a partner was so much better than being with just his own hand and blowgun.  The tentacle plunged in and ground against his prostate one last time.  He came.  So much better with someone!

	Fizz ground tentacle in faster at the first spurt.  More spunk sprayed in time to it and wanted to milk Teemo for everything he could.  It was a bit thinner than others he'd tried, but it was pleasantly slimy on his tongue and tasted good too.  Doing everything he could to make the yordle's bliss last got him seven good spurts and a light dribble.  Either it had been a while for Teemo or, Fizz smiled around the dick in his mouth, or he was very good at teasing males.

	Pulling away, and drawing a loud groan at the head tentacle dragging out too, Fizz rubbed the spent cock he'd enjoyed. "You ok, Teemo?"

	The yordle pulled off too, though his friend was still fully stiff. "Yeah... I'm fine.  That was really fun though." He looked at Fizz's erection and the bead of pre on the tip. "Sorry I couldn't finish you, too."

	"That's ok. I'd really like to try your butt like your blowpipe." The way Teemo grabbed his rump said no.  Fizz thought a moment, then smiled. "No, Huh? Well, I have an idea that'll work just as well.  How about I use your feet instead?"

	"My... feet?"

	"Sure.  Lay on your back, yeah like that, now, we lift your feet up and..." The fishy boy grabbed Teemo's ankles to guide both feet to his member. "use them instead of your mouth.  I'll do most of the work, you just lie there and be cute."

	It was weird having his feet stroking along his friend's stiff dolphin-like dick, but Teemo found it exciting, too.  He was calming down from his own orgasm and rather looking forward to seeing Fizz's.  The thing felt alive against his soft soles, there was even a strong pulse to it from the other boy's heartbeat.

	Giving up control of his legs was easy enough, Fizz was strong enough to work both feet at once even with the leg weight behind them.  At first, Teemo just watched and enjoyed it as he'd been told.  It was rather hypnotic the way that pointed tip swayed to his feet.  After a while, though, the yordle tried wiggling his feet.  That changed the feel a lot and made his lover's hips push forward.

	Fizz didn't say anything as Teemo toyed with him more.  Two sets of twos clenched around his erection with two sets of dangerously cute and dangerously sharp toe claws JUST pricking now and then.  They scratched only once before Teemo figured out how far he could go, then they were just as annoying as he was in the battlefield with quick hit and runs.  Poking for an instant, just enough to make Fizz buck his hips, then pulling away for the toes behind them to scrub over the spot to sooth it.

	"That's mean, Teemo..." Fizz couldn't put much anger behind it, he was rather enjoying it and could feel his pleasure tingling in his groin. "You're learning too quick for your own good."

	"Hee hee, maybe.  You're really leaking a lot, though." The small furry face scrunched up in a cheery grin. "I bet I can make you squirt in just a few seconds!"

	"You... UNNNG!"

	Teemo jerked his feet hard out of Fizz's grip, then clapped both of them firmly around the fishy boy's cock.  He didn't stop to look at his friend's expression, just ground his soles together around each other like rolling dough.  After all that rapid scouting, he could move them very quickly and the friction built steadily.

	Throughout that fast scrubbing his feet moved from the middle of Fizz's dick down to the base and finally up to the tip.  As they moved up, the yordle angled his feet so his heels were at the base and his toes the head.  Only the raised portion of his arch wasn't touching, and even then, only until he twisted his body a bit to match the curve of Fizz's cock.

	It all happened so fast for Fizz.  His mouth hung open.  His tentacles hung limp from his head.  His balls bounced in time to Teemo's feet and that boy hadn't even touched them.  That tingle of pleasure bloomed almost immediately into an urgent need and as the cute feet moved not quite in a blur, it pushed to the edge and beyond.  Jets of cum followed the waves of bliss that washed over him, each of them spurting over Teemo's belly and legs and groin.

	Fizz's eyes rolled up into his head, a strangled groan managed to come out of his throat and his lover's feet just kept fondling him.  If his thoughts had managed to penetrate the orgasmic haze in his mind, he'd have grabbed the other boy's ankles.  Instead he just stood, head slowly tilting upward, drooling, and thrusting his squirting cock with wild abandon.

	Teemo giggled at the sight. It was really worth the effort to keep his feet moving so fast.  He deftly caught a squirt of masculine cream on his hand to sample it, it was rather pleasant, if thick and slimy.  Fizz managed eight of them, leaving the young yordle's fur quite a mess around his inner thighs and groin.

	Only when his lover stopped leaking did Teemo finally pull his feet away. "That was fun, Fizz." He hopped up and hugged his still dazed friend. "Thank you for finding me."

	It took Fizz a few seconds to gather his thoughts and calm down enough to hug back. "... Mmm... you're welcome.  I really didn't expect that trick."

	"I did it to myself a few nights ago.  It was really neat." Teemo tugged his pants, hat, and gear back on. "I guess we'd better get going."

	"There's no rush." Fizz hesitated, then walked along next to the young yordle. "Maybe we can rest a while somewhere private and have a bit more time together.  I really want something inside me tonight.  Something like your blowpipe... only more alive."

	Teemo looked at his blowpipe. "Oh, yeah... I really need to remember to wash this thing before the next battle."
