\n\t\t\t\tSenjer-of-Antumbra. In lieu of the normal smarmy comments and teasing phrases, I give you the second part of the gift - the story below. The only other thing to be said is that the visual artwork was done by \r\n\t\t\t\t\t| \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tEmptySet\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
With no further ado, read on, look on, and enjoy :)
Zantal lay on the bed, his loincloth obviously tented from excitement, though his cheeks were ever so slightly flushed with shyness at what both knew was about to transpire. He beckoned his kitty gently with a paw, then patted the bed next to him.
Shyly, Senjer crawled on the bed next to the crocodile. He'd never been with anyone sexually before, but he knew he wanted this, to feel his crocodile's scales, to be touched and to return that touch, in their most sensual parts. The lynx turned on his side and pressed in close, sighing happily as he felt the arms of the reptile circle around him.
When the crocodile pulled the male lynx close, he could feel the bulge in the cat's shorts; Senjer's excited shaft pushed against his scales through a few layers of fabric. The warm breath of Zantal's soft moan tickled the lynx's ear, as the croc got his first real feel of the kittenmaker he'd seen displayed for him in enjoyable, lewd pictures...but touching it was far better. His arms gently embraced the other male and pulled him close, the reptile unashamed as his own shaft, barely hidden behind the loincloth, pushed just as insistently against the lynx's underside. The crocodile's snout rubbed into Senjer's affectionately, as he relished the feel of the warm fur and body against him.
Senjer's blush grew a bit as they both got quite distinct feels of the other's intimate, male parts, each hard and anticipating what was to come. The crocodile's grip felt good to be in, and he willingly allowed - no, enjoyed - the way the croc's shaft pushed against him. He couldn't resist returning those nuzzles, purring softly as they rubbed their two cheeks together. Zantal's scales felt exotic, but right, against his whiskers - and so did their shafts pressed together, and how gently he was being nuzzled...
"Does it feel good?" Zantal whispered to the lynx, not taking his snout away from its nuzzles. "Mhmm" Senjer responded shyly, his own furred arms embracing the crocodile he'd longed to be with this way. By now their hips had begun gently grinding each other, rubbing each of their shafts against the fabrics that enclosed them. After a few moments of enjoying this, the crocodile slowly began to rub his paws down the lynx's back, until they reached the top of the waistline, where they slipped between his shorts and underwear and began to remove the last remnants of Senjer's clothing.
With a few gropes along the way, the shorts were soon around the lynx's ankles and then off altogether, and the object of the reptile's paws changed from Senjer's pert backside to his hardly-disguised erection - and the veritable puddle of pre the male cat's underwear had collected. Zantal rubbed one of his claw digits right in that spot, admiring the slick, clear pre that quickly collected on its tip, and teasing the lynx's head through the fabric at the same time. There was a glint in the crocodile's eyes as he met Senjer's gaze and slowly brought that fingertip to his maw, making a show of suckling on it and tasting the lynx's pre for the first time.
None of the crocodile's actions had decreased the furred male's shyness, but they'd all significantly increased his arousal, far beyond where his shyness could hold him back. He was finally getting to feel this crocodile, to feel the first sexual touches of another male against him...the pre Zantal was playing with more than showed the lynx's true excitement and arousal. The gasp Senjer had been holding back left his maw when the reptile's digit rubbed against the ridge of his head, and their eyes met, the lynx mirroring the heady grin of his companion.
Soon he could hold back his curiosity no more, and the lynx's paw rubbed down the handsome thigh of the crocodilian until he found the base of the loincloth. It snaked under it, searching directly for the crocodile's male parts. He curled those fingers around it, in his own first sexual gesture, getting a feel of the maleness he'd seen in the pictures the croc had sent - the maleness he'd longed to touch, to explore...
Senjer slowly moved his paw up the shaft, and he soon found himself touching the tip, knowing he was feeling the bulb and the fleshy protrusions near the male's tip. He swallowed, smiling shyly as he continued to explore that flesh he'd so fastidiously examined in the pictures, and the part of it he'd wondered most about...and then the lynx brought another finger around to rub over the top, directly on the tip poking out from the bulb, causing a loud gasp, a gentle buck of the hips, and a slight shudder of pleasure from Zantal. After a few moments Senjer removed his hand and met the crocodile's gaze once again "I didn't want to wait..." he said in a quiet voice.
While Senjer had been exploring Zantal's body, the crocodile's paws had fallen to his sides, and he'd laid back and savored it. Now - not seeming at all upset by lynx's lack of patience - the crocodile began to target his own goal more directly. Mere moments after the lynx's paw returned from its naughty journey up the croc's loincloth, one of those scaled paws was reaching into the male lynx's underwear, greedily closing its soft-scaled palm around the shaft and guiding it past the top of the waistband - the other of Zantal's paws simultaneously removing the underwear.
When that paw made it to the hard, thick head of the lynx, the crocodile felt feline barbs for the first time. The texture of the nubs of flesh was very obvious, and they caught slightly on his scales. Zantal couldn't help but think how exotic they felt, and he could only imagine how they might feel inside him one day. He loved how caressing these bits seemed to cause Senjer great pleasure, watching how his lynx gasped softly, and feeling the renewed drops of pre slowly tricking from the tip as he continued to tease the barbs with his paw.
It wasn't long before Senjer placed his paws on the sides of the croc's loincloth and began to pull down. The crocodile simply looked on with that sincere grin as the lynx revealed his crochood to the air, and to those wondrously soft-padded paws. The reptile too had a drop of pre on his tip, waiting for those paws, and it was soon wicked away and rubbed against that male flesh by those glorious, soft hands. Gently, Zantal began to buck into that grip, his tail assisting the lynx in pulling the loincloth the rest of the way from his body.
Another part of their imaginations became reality when the lynx's other paw, the one not caressing the exotic head of the crocodile's penis, began to tease around his slit. When it slipped gently in between Zantal's everting muscles and started to penetrate his slit, the crocodile found the pleasure of another male's fingers inside him definitely felt even better than his own, and especially even more lewd. He slowly ground his hips forward, pushing his tip through that pleasurable grip and getting even more of the lynx's fingertip inside him. It was putting pressure on his glands, and even slightly on his internal testicles, in all the best ways. He knew they'd need to experiment more with this in the future...
Zantal couldn't help but feel Senjer's own hard shaft making a wet spot against the scales of his leg as those talented paws rubbed so pleasurably over his shaft. After a few more moments of the erotic, enjoyable moment, Zan paused the sensations with a final buck into those paws and the gentle press of a paw to Senjer's chest. Slowly, he lay back, and he looked fondly into the lynx's eyes, curling his fingers in a come-hither gesture.
The sight of his crocodile lying there naked on the bed; his hard shaft exposed and ready for Senjer, aroused the lynx nearly as much as their contact had. Slowly, his blush growing ever hotter, the male cat nodded and began to crawl over top of the crocodile, his kittenmaker bobbing slowly under him as he moved. When he began to settle his body down, Senjer looked between his legs, and shyly reached his paw back to align their two male shafts. As he did, the lynx slowly lowered his groin and leaned back, until his smaller, furred form rested comfortably, half-sitting against the crocodile, and all of their lewd movements could be seen between them.
The first touch of their penises was almost electric, and the sensations only grew as their hips instinctively began to thrust, grinding their sexes against each other. The first time the lynx's barbs caught on the crocodile's flesh, Zantal visibly shuddered from the sharp peaks of pleasure they gave him as they teased the sensitive flesh. The lynx too, felt his head slip between the croc's tip and bulb. Rubbed on both sides by Zantal's crochood, the extra friction made his shaft twitch, and the thought of what the crocodile's maleness would feel like inside him flashed through his head.
A few raw thrusts later, the crocodile and lynx found the best alignment of their bodies. Senjer's barbed tip fit neatly into the base of Zantal's penis's hood, where as they thrust, it would drag those barbs so pleasurably over the crocodile's own fleshy tip - and then the reptile's bulb would rub against the underside of the lynx's head as he withdrew, catching some of those barbs. One of Zantal's hind paws closed around their shafts, holding them in this position - and squeezing their penises together gently, adding another source of pleasure as it rubbed the tops of their maleness's heads when they thrust. Combined, the strength of these sensations was almost overwhelming, and both were soon panting, their bodies in sexual ecstasy.
They lay, grinding together, dry-humping for a few minutes, just enjoying every inch of contact their two bodies had - fur against scale; barbs against bulb; two males bringing each other wonderful pleasures. They were in the clouds of shared pleasure when Zantal finally began to slow his humping against his lynx, leaning upward to half-whisper, half-gasp in his ear. "Want to... use some lube? It'll...make the frotting...so much better..." His hips continuing their gentle thrusting as he spoke, punctuating his sentence with pleasured inhales of breath.
The lynx looked down at him, meeting his eyes and nodding gently, his thrusts not stopping as the reptilian male slowly wiggled to the side, feeling how the fleshy protrusions of his tip began to rub against the lynx's head in a new angle. His outstretched paw closed around the bottle of lube, even the plastic bottle feeling cold compared to the warm softness of his lynx's body. Thoughts of where adding lube to the equation would take them ran through the crocodile's mind for a few seconds, as the physical pleasure of their bodies grinding together continued.
His claw deftly flipped the cap open on the lube, and he looked back into the furred male's gaze for a moment, just in time to catch Senjer's eye as the lynx leaned forward, placing his muzzle on the side of the crocodile's and beginning to gently kiss and lick at his jawline. The tender moment combined with the physical sensation forced a heaving, almost whimpered moan from Zantal in the pure pleasure and intimacy, met by the sweet purrs of his lynx.
"Yes, lynx, just like that...mff, I told you this would *huff* feel good," the crocodile said with a shudder.
======
Art by \r\n\t\t\t\t\t
| \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tEmptySet\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
Lynx char belongs to
\n\t\t\t\tSenjer-of-AntumbraStory written by and croc char belongs to \r\n\t\t\t\t\t
| \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tzantal\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\tZantal