Go back to the couch.

Tails stood frozen in the doorway, his two tails swishing up and down and his body trembling with desire as he watched Vanilla, the forbidden temptress of his darkest desires, swaying her hips rhythmically while she cooked. Her plump, thick ass moved with hypnotic grace, the luscious cheeks jiggling with every step, taunting him with their perfect roundness. When she turned or bent over just right, h could still see her glistening pussy was undeniably wet, the sweet scent of her arousal wafting through the kitchen, mixing with the delicious aroma of freshly baked pastries. Does she get aroused while cooking? Tails wondered, his mouth watering as he imagined burying his face between those supple thighs, tasting her sweetness. His eyes were glued to the sway of her massive futa cock and the heavy, swinging fuzzy balls beneath. They moved so enticingly, like pendulums of temptation, daring him to come closer, to touch, to taste... to squeeze. Tails’ heart pounded in his chest, his breathing growing shallow as he pressed himself against the wall harder.

A heat surged through his loins, and he looked down to find his dual cocks sticking out from his sheaths, fully erect and throbbing with need. The red rockets of his canine body stood proud and eager, twitching at the mere sight of Vanilla’s sultry perfect body. His tips were already dripping with precum, the sticky strands falling onto the carpet beneath him. His hands itched to touch himself, to stroke his aching cocks as he watched the MILF of his dreams move so sensually, so blissfully unaware of the effect she was having on him. He imagined himself walking up behind her, his small body pressing against her plush ass, his cocks slipping between her thighs as he filled her. Imagined her squeak with surprise... wondered if she sounded like Cream doing that? Imagined pressing his face into her ass cheeks and kissing and licking. It made his mouth water, drool pooling to the sides of his lips.

But then reality crashed down on him. What if she got mad? His face flushed with shame and fear. As much as it seemed she flirted and teased him, he didn’t truly know how she would react to him walking in with two raging fox boners. Would she smile and bend over for him, finally giving him what he craved? Or would she slap him, kick him out, and tell Cream what he did? And then there was Vector. The thought of the hulking crocodile catching him ogling his girlfriend sent a chill down his spine. He shuddered at the mental image of Vector’s predatory growl, the crocodile’s powerful jaws snapping shut around his small body. Or worse yet... What if Cream walked in and saw him like this?

The risks were too high. His wildest fantasies weren’t worth losing Cream... or his life. With great effort, Tails tore his gaze away from the captivating vision before him, his body protesting as he **** himself to turn around and shuffle back to the couch. His legs felt weak, his heart still racing as he collapsed onto the soft cushions, his dual cocks standing at full attention, pulsing and throbbing with needy desire.

He looked at the roses and chocolates he had brought for Cream, a wave of guilt washing over him. 'I’m here for her... I’m dating her... I'm here for Cream!' he reminded himself, trying desperately to refocus his thoughts. But no matter how hard he tried to think of Cream’s sweet smile and gentle touch, the image of Vanilla’s swaying hips and thick ass, her dripping pussy, and that enormous cock haunted his mind.

His gaze drifted downward, his cocks twitching with need, their bright red throbbing lengths demanding attention. Precum glistened at the tips, the sticky fluid oozing down them with thin strands that dripped onto his thighs. Tails knew he was in trouble. His boners weren't just going to go away, and if he didn’t do something about it, he was going to be stuck like this when Cream came home... or worse, if Vanilla or Vector walked in on him like this.

He swallowed hard and turned his head back, his eyes flicking to the kitchen walkway where Vanilla hummed from inside, then to the top of the stairs where Vector was showering... and back to his needy cocks. He had to do something. 'I have to take care of this... but... here?' he swallowed hard, staring at his throbbing two cocks as he tried to use his calculating mind to reason his next action... 'Should I... relieve myself right here and now?' The idea was so tempting, but risky._ 'Or should I try to hide it, control myself somehow until I can get to the bathroom or Cream’s room?'... _He bit his lips, his hands hovering over his throbbing double dicks.

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The options will be...

Ignore his boners and try to get by? (not yet written)

Start jacking off his double cocks there on the couch and hope he can relieve himself without getting caught?

Get up and go to another room to jack off, risking getting caught walking with his boners or missing Cream coming home? (not yet written)