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Post by Plato on Dec 24, 2010 1:29:09 GMT -5
Plato's legs were spreading of their own accord. He didn't even process the question so much as see Alonzo so close. His cock was aching. A whimper was given, the slight lift of his legs. He didn't know what was going on but it was cold and he was drunk, and it wasn't right to be ignored when standing at attention.
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 24, 2010 2:00:07 GMT -5
Alonzo brought his mouth down, taking the tip of his friend into his mouth and sucking gently. He rolled his tongue around teasing his slit before looking back up to him. His mind was truly a haze, he had no idea what he was doing, but for some reason this seemed to be right. It felt right. It felt good.
But he wanted more.
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Post by Plato on Dec 24, 2010 14:09:18 GMT -5
Plato settled back against the blankets, eyes closing. Fantasies went through his mind, a little too quickly. His hips bucked up. So many cats. So many cats. He couldn't help it. They were just too good looking.
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 24, 2010 21:12:09 GMT -5
Alonzo nearly choked as Plato thrust upward into his mouth. He pulled his mouth off of him, replacing it with his hand and moving up to his mouth, kissing him again. "Plato," he gasped, "I need...I need more, I need you to...something, I just need you."
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Post by Plato on Dec 24, 2010 23:49:42 GMT -5
Maybe it was a fatal error on his pride. He didn't know. But Plato just knew he was missing the mouth on his dick and he didn't want it to stop. He wasn't one for considering stipulations. He went with the ride. He was too drunk to think on his own. And so, in drunken bliss, he simply grinned and chirped, "Okay~"
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 25, 2010 0:08:16 GMT -5
Alonzo grinned, placing another kiss firmly on Plato's lips before sitting himself up and lifting Plato's legs so they rested on his shoulder. He spit into his hand rubbing it along his length, moaning a little at the touch. "You have no idea how much I've wanted this Plato," and with that he leaned in pressing against Plato's tail hole, pausing after his head slipped in, both to relish the feeling and give Plato a chance to adjust.
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Post by Plato on Dec 25, 2010 0:16:36 GMT -5
Well, that was something different. It seemed... personal. The statement Alonzo made. Something that didn't quite make sense. The alcohol numbed his mind a lot, and a considerable amount of the pain, but there was something. It was sharp, suddenly, a tremendous amount of pressure past the first canal.
Plato's eyes widened in shock as he curled his torso up, legs squeezing together a little bit. A whimper was given as he scrambled with his hands, gripping for Alonzo's. He didn't know what was going on. Received head from Alonzo? Yeah, and handjobs before, yeah, but sex with another tom? He'd never done it before. Never knew what to expect. Never expected him to be on the receiving end of things, but it made sense.
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 25, 2010 0:52:53 GMT -5
Alonzo grasped at Plato's hands, before leaning forward and giving him a kiss, "shh, it's OK, just relax." He allowed himself to sink further into Plato, slowly but surely until he was hilted within his best friend. He gasped, this felt so good. He wanted to thrust, to pound into his friend, to claim him as his own, but the last shreds of restraint he had forced him to stop. He wanted Plato to enjoy this as much as he - he wanted Plato to love him.
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Post by Plato on Dec 25, 2010 1:14:48 GMT -5
Relax--how the hell was he supposed to relax when there was a thich cock shoved up his arse? Plato squeezed the hands and kissed back, giving a nod though it was hard to breathe. The look of sheer bliss on Alonzo's face was warming, and although Plato had no control he found that he didn't mind the way he thought he might. If he didn't have control, he'd rather it be with Alonzo. He trusted Alonzo. He lo-
Huh?
He gave a tiny moan as he let Alonzo do the movements necessary.
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 25, 2010 1:25:51 GMT -5
As he finally felt Plato relaxing a bit he pulled his hips back until only his tip remained inside of Plato before thrusting back in. He maintained the kiss though, not wanting to let the taste of Plato's mouth away from him.
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Post by Plato on Dec 25, 2010 20:15:01 GMT -5
He was going along for the ride, the pain becoming more dull, and he began bucking back on his own accord. Everything was warm. So warm. And he wanted more, he found, as clear by the rocking and the deeper kisses.
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 25, 2010 22:44:53 GMT -5
Feeling Plato bucking back into his thrusts was enough to destroy any sense of restraint that Alonzo had over himself. He growled, thrusting into Plato with all of his might, moaning with pleasure and panting heavily. He reached a hand in between them to grab Plato's cock, pumping it in time with his thrusts.
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Post by Plato on Dec 26, 2010 0:54:01 GMT -5
Plato was feeling warmth within him, and it was too much to restrain. The cries he started to emit were alien to his mouth. Submissive ones. Needy ones. Euphoric ones. Ones with the telltale sign of orgasm as he jerked his torso, feeling the convulsions in his cock as he splurted over Alonzo's hand, his stomach, and some of his chest. He always was a super shooter.
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 26, 2010 1:16:17 GMT -5
The combination of Plato's desperate moans and the tightening of his passage around Alonzo's cock was enough to drive him over the edge. He pounded into Plato one last time; hard and deep before screaming a loud feral scream, and cumming hard within him.
"Oh God Plato," he said, pulling out of him and collapsing, not caring about the stickiness.
"I love you."
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Post by Plato on Dec 26, 2010 10:57:07 GMT -5
I love you?
His arms wrapped around Alonzo, legs slipping so they were hooked around his lower back instead. His body felt numb and stiff--upon sobering, he'd be quite sore, but for then, there was such a pleasant buzz.
I love you?
"Lonz?" he murmured, confused. It was so hard to focus. He was just too drunk. It was just too hard. Too, too hard. He only squeezed tighter. Plato was never good at any words anyway.
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 27, 2010 1:37:25 GMT -5
Maybe it was the afterglow, or the alcohol, he couldn't be sure, but everything that Alonzo had been hiding for so long somehow seemed like it needed to be said.
"I love you Plato," he sighed, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around his friend to return the embrace. "I think I have for a long time."
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Post by Plato on Dec 27, 2010 12:23:23 GMT -5
How the hell was he supposed to respond to that? He was too drunk. Too confused. And this was seeming less like a dream and more like a reality as his arms squeezed around Alonzo's back. He nuzzled against him, then shivered below. What could he say? "I dunno what--what--t-to say--" he slurred drunkenly before adding, "H-hold me tight."
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 27, 2010 12:29:38 GMT -5
Alonzo placed a hand on Plato's legs, pushing them to the ground before turning them so they were on their sides, face to face.
He nuzzled back, squeezing harder, resting his head in the crook of Plato's neck.
"Say you love me too," he whispered.
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Post by Plato on Dec 27, 2010 17:02:27 GMT -5
"I--"
his mouth felt dry. Love? He was drunk, but that was something he understood. He always would declare his love and lust for Alonzo, but being held like that, being told what to say. There was a submissive sound. A nod of his head. "I love you..."
And, maybe the alcohol hit too hard, or the stress, because the next sound he made was a particularly loud snore as he passed out.
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Post by Alonzo on Dec 27, 2010 17:13:23 GMT -5
Alonzo smiled, nuzzling Plato again, before closing his eyes. He felt contented as he lay there, arms wrapped around his best friend, and not long after, sleep took him.
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Post by Plato on Jan 2, 2011 23:33:54 GMT -5
Morning came too soon for Plato as he shivered from the frigid cold. Instinctively, he nuzzled closer to Alonzo before groaning in a sudden pain, turning on his back as he pressed his hands to his forehead, looking a bit ill from hangover. "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, Loooooooooooooooonzz~" he whined.
He tried to sit upright before he rolled on his side, not noticing that he was naked, or the slightest bit of dried blood on the back of his thigh right near his rump, something that almost blended with his fur too well. But then there was the pain.
"Gaaaaah!" He whined, covering his ears, the pipe making everything feel too loud. He was cold. Aching. It all hurt. "Fuuuuuuck, Alooooonzooooooooo~ I hurrrrrt."
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Post by Alonzo on Jan 3, 2011 0:24:49 GMT -5
Alonzo groaned as he heard Plato waking up. His head hurt, his muscles hurt and he was freezing cold.
At Plato's whine, he turned to face his friend, "me too, and stop being so freakin' loud Plato!"
He had yet to remember the events of the night previous, but it was only a matter of time. After all it was quite the night. Well...that and he was naked.
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Post by Plato on Jan 3, 2011 0:51:21 GMT -5
"It huuuuuuuuuuuuuuurts," he whimpered. "Oh God, my arse! Goooooood~ WHY?" He nodded his head and then rubbed it. "Ooooh, I gotta throw up," he said quietly.
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Post by Alonzo on Jan 3, 2011 0:59:26 GMT -5
"Your arse? What do you...?" Suddenly the events of the night before came back to him in a rush. They had sex...for real...he and Plato, they actually had sex last night. Oh my God. Holy shit I'm naked! And so is Plato.
"Oh my God..." he said quietly, "throw up outside then." He barely managed the words. He was freaking out.
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Post by Plato on Jan 3, 2011 1:01:21 GMT -5
"Nhn..." Plato groaned as he crawled, barely out of the pipe before vomiting hard, and shivering. "Everlasting Cat, my balls are freezing off," he choked out between hurling before he wiped his mouth and crawled back stiffly before flopping on his stomach with a deeper groan.
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Post by Alonzo on Jan 3, 2011 1:05:42 GMT -5
Alonzo could feel stickiness on his chest, he could see Plato's body, and was uncomfortably aware of his own nudity. He had to say something, did Plato remember anything, was he OK?
"Plato? What do you remember...about last night?"
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Post by Plato on Jan 3, 2011 1:10:56 GMT -5
"Dude, fuck remembering. TOo early to remember. Shit, man, you should be thinking about now and oh fuck owwwwwwwwwwwww." He shifted uncomfortably, tail pulled snugly against him, covering him.
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Post by Alonzo on Jan 3, 2011 1:15:34 GMT -5
"Are you OK?" Alonzo asked, concerned. "This is why I wanted you to try and remember...I think I know why you hurt so bad, and why we're...naked."
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Post by Plato on Jan 3, 2011 1:18:16 GMT -5
"Not so louuuuud," he groaned, eyes squeezing shut. "My head hurts, everything hurts, and I'm freezing my balls off, and dude, who the fuck cares?" Plato was never exactly known for being nice in the morning.
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Post by Alonzo on Jan 3, 2011 1:21:38 GMT -5
Alonzo was in no mood to deal with Plato's bad temper, things were bad enough as it was without him being a jerk too. All the same, he lowered his voice, "put on clothes if you're cold." Should he tell him? Maybe just quietly, "Plato...we...we had sex last night." His voice was barely a whisper by the end of that statement. He wasn't looking at his friend, he was too scared at what he would see.
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