My Little Mouse - Izzy Konasine

That Night

"Uh... Now I get on top of you," Erin said awkwardly.

"What? Are you sure about this, Erin?" Vlyad looked up at him and shuddered.

"I'm certain..." Erin answered as he positioned himself on his hands and knees over Vlyad.

Due to Erin's size compared to Vlyad, Erin didn't even touch Vlyad yet. It just looked like Erin was on his hands and knees. That's it. Vlyad could only see Erin's silhouette cast over him, and started to shudder.

"What now?" Vlyad asked.

Erin was dreading this part, but tried to stay entirely calm, "Well, heh, stay still and don't cry okay?"

"Why would I cry?" Vlyad felt a chill go through him. Is it bad?

"Well... Uh. Nevermind..." Erin shook his head and got prepared. This was either going to destroy a relationship, or start a whole new one.

The thought starts spinning in Erin's mind and he got afraid. Vlyad would either consider this as rape, or want to become mates. The result could vary.

Erin used one hand and, curling it around Vlayd and pulling Vlyad's ass up. Erin inserted the tip of his penis into Vlyad's anus.

Vlyad gasped in shock. A wave of an unknown sensation instantly flooded over him, his breath hitched and his pupils thinned in surprise.

"E-Erin!?" Vlyad stuttered.

"Relax, little mouse," Erin said with a grunt as he pressed in deeper.

Vlyad let out a soft shout as he jolted forward. Erin's member was dry and painful, there was no lubricant. Erin knew perfectly well he needed some sort of lube, but supposed it was a bit late now as he was already in the process of the demonstration.

"Thrust," Erin instructed, not as awkwardly.

Vlyad nodded and bucked his pelvis up and down quickly. Too quickly for either of them to handle so he ended up hurting himself and Erin. The sensation inside Vlyad died as fast as it came as the pain now pulsed through him.

"Agh! Too fast, Vlyad!" Erin groans.

Vlyad was breathing heavily already, "Sorry..."

Erin placed his hand on Vlyad's pelvis, accidentally cupping his hands over Vlyad's dick. He felt it and shuddered a bit, ignoring that fact. Instead using that hand to pull Vlyad closer and hoisting his butt up until it was pushed up to his own pelvis.

"It's... Alright. You'll learn." Erin huffed.

Vlyad on the other hand, was wide-eyed and wanted to bail out. He didn't understand what was happening.

Erin presses in deep and pulls out, creating a strong yet slow thrusting movement. It wasn't painful like Vlyad's method. And in fact, the warm lusty sensation started to return, the waves riding over both Erin and Vlyad.

Vlyad began to calm down, and in fact enjoy it. His eyes looked up, even rolling back, as his tongue hung out his mouth. He started to pant and saliva dripped from his lips and tongue. Pure pleasure embraced him.

Erin began feeling the same way. Actually, this was going smoother than he had imagined. He started panting lightly and closed his eyes.

Erin suddenly felt something warm on his hand (that was cupped over Vlyad's dick). It was slimy too. He moved his hand and realized Vlyad had leaked cum onto him. It was hot and sticky, but looked just like condensed milk.

Erin reckoned it was time to release. He spilled a lot of his own seed into Vlyad before withdrawing and standing up. As he withdrew, a spurt of the creamy white spilled out from Vlyad's anus.

Vlyad stayed on the ground. He rolled onto his back so he could see Erin. He spotted Erin was licking the milky white liquid off his fingers. Erin found the salty taste amazing as his tongue weaved between his fingers, taking his time to lick every little drop.

Vlyad giggled a bit and gestured for Erin to come back, which he did obediently. Erin came and lay on top of Vlyad, making sure not to crush him. His chest and stomach was pressed against Vlyad's torso.

The two gazed into each other's eyes before Erin leaned close and pressed his lips against Vlyad's. Vlyad grunted as Erin forced his mouth open and his tongue slipped into Vlyad's mouth. Vlyad closed his eyes and his body relaxed, he felt like he entirely belonged to Erin, and just wanted Erin to feel him.

Erin's tongue played and slithered around Vlyad's mouth, visiting every corner of it and drenching it with his own spit. Vlyad's mouth was submerged in hot saliva, and he loved it.

Erin slowly withdrew slowly. Strings of spit still connecting to each other. Erin sits up slowly and smiles. Vlyad gulps thickly, he didn't want to get up, he couldn't.

"And that, is what sex is, little mouse..." Erin says softly.

Vlyad, surprisingly, was beginning to like the nickname, "Little mouse". It made him feel as if it was a special nickname.

"Could we do it again sometime? Your place again?" Vlyad asked, his voice tired and soft.

Erin tilts his head, weighing the thought. Vlyad looked at him with hope and lust, so Erin smiled and said, "I don't see why not..."

Erin wrapped his arms around Vlyad's limp body and stood up. Carrying Vlyad to the armchair, Erin sat down with Vlyad facing him on his lap.

Vlyad yawned and fell asleep, resting against Erin. Both of their dicks pressed against each other, but they didn't mind. They were comfortable.

Erin found the blanket and wrapped it around them both.

"Sleep well, little mouse," Erin whispers as he strokes Vlyad gently.

Only moments later Erin had fallen asleep as well. The sun had set completely and the only source of light was from the dim fire that hadn't been attended to for a long while.

It was nightfall. The large moon was up in the sky, watching down on everything below. The clouds still lingered but not as thick as it was earlier. It was getting colder and colder outside.

~End~