Fits Like A Glove

Adrian looks down at the strange hybrid kneeling between his legs, anticipation pounding in his chest.

Max's hands move with an uncharacteristic confidence, unzipping Adrian's pants and pulling his cock out of his boxer briefs.

Adrian exhales shakily as Max's slender hands explore the contours of his manhood. The boy leans in, seemingly entranced by the throbbing lust cradled in his fingers. He gently presses his lips against the spongy head, eyes flicking upward to gauge his hosts reaction.

Adrian's eyes meet with Max's, and he was reminded of the fact that Max was not human. Not entirely. Those deep dark eyes, the way his fingernails came came to a slight point, and of course, the fluffy striped tail. Max's tentative confidence withers under Adriana lingering stare, and he seems to shrink back slightly.

"I-is it ok?"

Adrian swallowed thickly.
"Yes."

Max gave a small smile before resuming his task, now with more confidence. His lips part, wrapping snuggly around the end of Adrian's cock.

Through the fog of arousal and pleasure, Adrian felt the impulse to encourage Max's efforts. Without really thinking about it, he found his fingers curling into Max's hair, gently urging him on.

Max moaned faintly around Adrian's length, clearly enjoying the unintentional domination.

Confident in his administrations once more, Max works even harder. He picks up speed, bobbing slowly at first, but soon using more speed. Going deeper. Sucking harder whenever he pulled back. Max may have been rusty, but his talent was undeniable.

He works at it for a while, gradually taking more and more until, after more than enough build up, the end of Adrian's cock slips into his throat.

Adrian, already approaching that glorious point of no return, accidentally tightens his hold on Max's head, keeping the hybrid pressed against Adrian's crotch.

He spasms and swallows around the oral intruder, which serves to push Adrian over the edge.

They both moan as Adrian blasts cum down his throat. Rope after rope of thick semen flowing down into his stomach.

By the time his orgasm has subsided, Adrian realized he was stopping holding Max in place. He immediately released him, and Max pulled away coughing.

"Omg Max I'm so sorry I got carried away! Please tell me you're ok."

Max takes a moment to gather his breath before responding.

"I'm ok s- uh Adrian. But can I... Can I have new shorts?"

"Yeah I've got extras, but wh..."

Adrian looked down from Max's flushed-red face, to the tent in his oversized basketball shorts. Right in the middle of the grey fabric was a dark wet spot, and a drop of thick white liquid was still trickling from the top.

"...I made a mess s-sir."