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*THE STORY SO FAR...

*Jagannath and Starla were two roommates that had barely spoken to each other before last night, but a quiet evening where the two related over a sitcom turned into a long and animalistic session of nonstop sex!

*It was the best either of them ever had but questions enter Jagannath's mind: was the love they felt for each other a real thing? Was last night a one-time thing?



He and Starla did a number to the area around the TV last night, so Jagannath's first business that Saturday morning was wiping down various pieces of furniture. He started with the carpet, spraying it with the cleaner and then wiping it down with a paper towel. It didn't seem like the proper way to clean a carpet that one had came upon but that's the standard that everyone in the house had agreed to and Jagannath didn't complain.

He cleaned the couch seats and then went to the carpet behind the couch where Starla rode Jagannath cowgirl style. He couldn't remember exactly where they came and wasn't up for washing up a larger space than normal, so he took a wild guess, sprayed a couple square footage of carpet, and then got to wiping it dry.

As he scrubbed down the carpet, Dy came out of the washroom-- shower done. She saw Jagannath grinding on the floor so she went over to living room to see what was up.

"Enjoying yourself?" asked the bright axolotl.

"Having the time of my life," said Jagannath.

Cleaning wasn't so bad, but after last night his genitals were sore and as easy as wiping down the floor was, jostling his knees rubbed his pants up against his doggyhood and caused him irritation. Nothing he couldn't handle, though. In fact, it was a stinging reminder of the epic action he had last night.

Jagannath stopped to stretch. Lifting his arms above his head, he turned to Dy and asked, "So other than... what happened, was it a good party?"

"Pretty good," said Dy. "Crowded as fuck, though. It got so hot we had to open the windows but then all the weed smoke got out so..." She chuckled and shrugged. "You know how it is."

Dy had put on a bright pink spaghetti strap with some high cut shorts, showing off her curvy legs. She rubbed her pale feet on the floor. She looked at Jagannath pat down the carpet with the paper towels. "It got pretty hot here too, huh?"

Jagannath smirked. "Yep."

Dy found the clothes on the floor by the couch, figured they had sex on the floor, but didn't expect them to have fucked *behind* the couch. It seemed like Jagannath was done once he had cleaned that spot but then he remembered one last place and took the bottle of cleaner and the roll of paper towels over to the table by the sliding door.

He sprayed the table's surface.

Dy's eyes dropped. "On the table, *too*?"

Jagannath looked back and cocked a nervous grin. "We... tried a lot of positions!"

Dy sighed. She couldn't believe it!



Jagannath finished up and went back to his room, hoping to see Starla. Starla remained in her room and was completely quiet. He wasn't sure how to handle the situation so he went to his room to wait out the morning until Starla was ready to talk.

Time passed. Jagannath sat on his bed, arms cradling his knees, feet hanging off the edge of the mattress, toes clinging to the rim. The golden retriever boy rocked back and forth, silent as possible so that he could hear whenever Starla left her room.

The dog boy was still wearing the outfit he slipped on earlier in a hurry. It was a hooded shirt with a black and white striped torso and green sleeves and a pair of dark gray cargo pants with the color faded on the knees and hips.

Jagannath pulled out his phone and checked the time. It was almost 11:00. Did Starla go back to sleep?

He knew that being that weird about wanting to talk to Starla was a bad way to handle any relationship but he couldn't help himself! Last night was incredible and he must have hit something special with the ferret girl. He had to see if there was something more to it then a single night.

Jagannath sighed. He should have knocked on Starla's door to talk to her after he was done cleaning and he knew it.

A door opened! It was right outside Jagannath's door so he knew it was Starla's door. Jagannath got up and walked to his door-- although slowly and quietly, trying not to seem to desperate or obsessed.

He opened his door and there was Starla, coming out of her room. She had put on a white shirt with a plaid one overtop, letting the buttons open. She also had a pair of jeans on, the denim tight around her wide hips. 

Jagannath smiled and leaned on his doorframe, trying to appear casual. "Uh... hi!"

Starla brushed some hair back. "Hey there." She broke out into a smile-- a big sincere smile. This was good news for Jagannath.

"So uh..." Jagannath stopped and rubbed his eye. What did he actually want? He sighed and said the first thing that came to mind. "Did you want to talk about... you know..."

They had a deep connection, but did that mean romance? Jagannath didn't know. It was the first time he had felt like that.

Starla stepped forward and grinned, clutching her messenger bag. "I did, but I got errands to do today so that will have to wait until later."

"Ok," said Jagannath.

Starla's grin widened and her eyes went dreamy. She walked up and stroked underneath Jagannath's chin. "I promise."

Jagannath's ears flattened and his gaze went miles away, quietly rumbling at the caress. He thumped his foot with joy! Starla took her hand away but then they caught each other in a silent gaze. They stared until a force drew them close. They brought their heads together and-- almost unwillingly-- they kissed. It was a simple locking of the lips-- a brief peck-- but it symbolized a deeper bond, one that neither was sure about yet.

"Ok," said Starla, "See you later. I'll be around after 3:00." She leaned back forward and an alluring expression came over her. "Ooook!"

Jagannath's heart fluttered and his penis got a little erect. He held back a titter and said, "Unngh-urk!"

Starla smiled and walked down the hall. Jagannath stared at her chubby butt-- wanting to grab it. The ferret girl walked off, out the door and drove away.

Jagannath sighed and leaned against the door. He grinned. It *was* the start of something!

In the glow of romance, he walked out into the living space. Dy was in the kitchen, frying up some bacon on the pan. She was grinning, probably overheard parts of Jagannath and Starla's conversation. He looked up at Jagannath and smiled. "*Woooooow...*"

Jagannath huffed and smirked. "What?"

"You two are in *loooove*!" said Dy, popping her foot up behind her. She giggled.

Jagannath blushed, rubbing the back of his head. "You really think so?"

Dy nodded, eyes bright with a big smile. "Yeah! You two are *totally* infatuated!"

Jagannath walked up and leaned against the fridge. He smiled, letting his fangs out. "Are you *jealous*?"

"Not yet," said Dy with a smirk. She looked over to take a glance at the TV.

Dy had the TV on and was watching it from the kitchen. It was a cooking show, although Dy's easy-going lunch wasn't comparable to the delicious dishes featured on the television screen. The volume was pretty low so she couldn't hear what was being said but she could see what was going on.

The silence was awkward. Jagannath broke it. "What were you going to get up to today?"

"Not sure," said Dy, "Probably nothing. You?"

"Uhhh..." Jagannath looked at the front door. Starla would be back in the afternoon. She gave him a specific time. She wanted to have that conversation.

"Maybe I'll stick around the house," said Jagannath.

"Waiting for *her* to come home?" asked Dy.

Jagannath shot a nervous smile. "*Maaaaaybe.*"

Dy giggled again. 

Jagannath got up from the fridge. "Anyway, see you later."

Dy nodded. "I'll see ya."

Jagannath returned to his room and left Dy to her lunch.



Jagannath went to his bedroom to play a video game on his laptop. It was hard to pay attention to what he was doing while his heart was tripping on Starla. He would complete a mission and get experience points and then immediately forget it because his mind was on the ferret girl.

It occupied some time, though.

It wasn't long before Charles was up. Charles' bedroom was right beside Jagannath's but Charles was a modern boy so instead of knocking on the walls to get his friend he texted Jagannath to come over. Jagannath quit his game and got up to go see his neighbor.

Out in the halls Jagannath saw Dy still watching TV. What did she think about Starla, Jagannath wondered. It was a question he may have asked himself because he knew Charles didn't have a high opinion of Jagannath's new ferret friend.

Jagannath didn't knock, he went right inside Charles' room. Charles room was like Jagannath's-- cluttered and a little messy. Jagannath had spent so much time in it that Charles got a small sofa for his dog friend (and others) to sit on.

When Jagannath entered, Charles-- the kingfisher-- was sitting at his desk looking at his phone. The dog boy shut the door. "Hey."

Charles waved, put his phone down on the desk, and then smiled. "Heeeeey! So tell me all about it!" Charles' beak curved with excitement.

Jagannath slumped down on the sofa, looking away. "I don't know... It's disrespectful."

"Come onnnnn..." said Charles. He got up and sat down beside Jagannath, putting an arm around him. "I *hafta* know!" He slapped a hand on his forehead. "I can't believe you *fucked* Starla." He tittered. "I can't believe Starla *fucks*. That seems too... *fun* for her."

Jagannath dragged his eyes over Charles. "She is a girl I like, you know..."

Charles chuckled. "I bet you do! So how did this happen?"

Jagannath sighed. "This is pathetic virgin behavior. Why do I need to tell you about my sex life? Nothing going on in your own?"

Charles shook his head with a smug smile. "No, it's not virgin behavior. I am not a virgin. I have a girlfriend and she wants me so bad that she has invited me over later tonight to have *hot sex*." He articulated those last few words to bring the point home.

Jagannath took in a breath and then out. He let his posture relax. "I was watching TV. She joined me and... we started making animal sounds at each other."

Charles had a titter escape him. "Seriously? She didn't think making sounds was racist?"

Jagannath shook his head. "I mean... we made caveman sounds at each other."

Charles curled his beak. "Oooooh! Now this sounds kinky!"

Jagannath rubbed his snout, struggling to tell the story in a way that didn't indulge his kingfisher friend but also was accurate. "We start making out and then... she sucked my dick." Jagannath shrugged and curved a small grin. "And I ate her out."

Charles cheered! Loud enough for Dy to hear them. Jagannath slapped his arm. "Will you quit it!?"

Charles chuckled. "Sorry. Tell me more."

Jagannath rolled his eyes. "We... fucked. We fucked all over the living space and then in our rooms. It went on for *hours*." Jagannath rubbed his groin. The soreness was still there. "*Hours.*"

Charles snerked and folded his legs up to kick out his feet in amusement! "That's incredible! It was good, right?"

"Yeah," said Jagannath, his tone straining the obvious.

"Wooow," said Charles, batting his hands on his knees. "Who would have thought, y'know?"

"It was surprising," said Jagannath, "but--" He grinned, relaxing his eyes to a dreamlike state-- "it was easily the best I've ever had."

Charles tittered through his beak, rubbing a hand on Jagannath's back. "*Niiiice!*" He gloated. "Who would have thought that sex with Starla could be anyone's best." Charles shot a sly grin at Jagannath. "Let me get this straight: this wasn't your first time, right?"

Jagannath got up. "Ok. I'm leaving."

Charles apologized and asked for more details. Jagannath had to have his arm squeezed to give any but Charles hounded him for erotic tidbits and got a few to satiate his curiosity. The two chatted a little while longer and then Jagannath went back to his room.



When lunch came, Jagannath was feeling like picking something up so he headed out. His destination: the QuacDonald's a few blocks away. A place he knew he shouldn't eat at too often but did anyway. Should he have worried about his weight when he was plenty fit? That was a question he didn't care to answer.

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon and the air was fresh and the breeze was good. The sidewalk was warm and soothed his doggy feet. His privates were still sore but they were feeling better compared to the early morning.

He smiled at pedestrians as he passed by. There were a few including a tuna girl that he knew from around the neighborhood. She was walking her pet dog and the dog sniffed at Jagannath's leg as he stepped by but the pet didn't try anything more. Most of the time feral dogs didn't do anything weird but all it took was one incident in fifth grade for Jagannath to be worried about an embarrassing run-in with a pet for the rest of his life.

Jagannath got to the QuacDonald's and saw that it wasn't terrible busy. It was a fast food place in a college neighborhood so most of the time it could get chaotic but it looked like that Saturday afternoon was lax. Most of the people eating there were kids his age. He took a small table by the window, eating at that place. He needed outside the household to think since back home there were two roommates that were obnoxiously curious about his love life.

As Jagannath chowed down on his burger and fries he watched the others there. There was a tall shark guy with his arm around a cute sheep girl in a skirt. A couple tables ahead he saw two guys-- a swan dude in a ski hat and a deinonychus-- chatting with each other and playing with their feet under the table. Jagannath's heart uttered.

After he was done lunch, Jagannath walked around the neighborhood and got some fresh air but he didn't have much to do besides walking and his loins were getting irritated with all the movement so he turned towards home. That kind of boredom was why he hated weekends.

He got back home and the main living space was empty, the smell of Dy's breakfast lingering in the air. Dy wasn't anywhere to be seen but her car was still in the driveway. She must have gone to her room. Charles wasn't anywhere to be seen either. 

Jagannath looked at the TV. He sat down to watch Dewclaw but he had to go to the episode list and decide which episode he wanted to lead off from. The TV played last night while he and Starla shtupped around the room. He read the episode titles and looked at the preview images and was surprised to be reminded of last night. He would see John Downyrump holding that hose from that gag and he could feel Starla's arms around his back.

He went back a few episodes and got watching. It was something to pass the time until Starla got home. He threw back five episodes of Dewclaw and then went to his room to resume playing a game on his laptop. That took a few hours but 3:00 came and went and Starla wasn't home. 

Jagannath thought about that erotic thriller that the mom from Dewclaw was in-- the one Starla mentioned last night. He couldn't remember the name, though. He had to look up the actress to get the title: The Smell of Spring. It wasn't on any streaming service he had access to so it was off to some dubious pirating site to download a torrent.

While he was letting that download, he went out to the kitchen to get a glass of milk. His dick was still sore but it wasn't too bad. On his way out to the living room, he saw Dy at the table, on a laptop of her own.

Dy looked up, raising an eyebrow. "Still waiting for Starla?"

Jagannath didn't want to seem desperate, but it was almost four and Starla wasn't back. He knew that she could have been held up by something or decided to add another errand but the dog was antsy and nervous about where they would take their relationship.

Jagannath sighed and rubbed the back of his ankle with his foot. "Yeeeeah..."

Dy snickered. "Don't worry. She'll be back. She probably met up with a friend." She leaned her head on her hand, grinning at Jagannath. "Or she had something to do at the theater hall."

"Are you... friends with her?" asked Jagannath, noticing she knew something about Starla's daily life.

"Uhhhh..." Dy tried thinking about what she was with Starla. She wasn't an acquaintance but friend seemed wrong too. "We've talked. I know some things about her." Dy sunk her face into a goofy smile. "You picked a very sweet girl to hook up with, Jagannath."

Jagannath chuckled, trying to hide his blush with a hand.

He went back to his room with his milk and relaxed. As the hours went by, his nervousness cooled down. He had to tell himself that eventually Starla would be home and they would talk and it would be fine. Let her live her life, he told himself.

The hours passed. Charles headed out at supper to meet up with his girlfriend. The sun began to set.

Then Jagannath heard a car pull in. Was it Starla? He peaked out the blinds to confirm it was. There she was, getting out of her car and heading to the door.

Jagannath's ears rolled up! It was time.

He raced to the door but then checked himself. Desperation was a bad thing. But was it desperation? It was more... excitement. He needed to chill anyway. He took a big breath, his chest heaving, let it out, and then opened the door.

Dy was at the TV again. Watching some old comedy film it looked like. 

Starla walked in the door. She saw Jagannath and smiled.

"Hey there," she said.

"How was your day?" asked Jagannath, watching his tone so he didn't sound like a husband.

Starla put her messenger bag down on the counter. "My friend Sun was in town so we went to go see a movie." She glanced at Jagannath. "Sorry for taking so long."

Jagannath chuckled. "It's ok. You got a life." His words were quick.

Starla grinned and walked over to the fridge. Jagannath looked over and saw Dy peeking at them from behind the couch, like she was watching to see how the conversation would developed. Jagannath scooted over to Dy, his feet quietly sliding across the carpet, and leaned over to whisper, "If we were to do something... would you mind?" He paused. "I mean... the *noise.*"

"It's fine," said Dy, "nothing I haven't heard before. Or haven't *made*." She winked.

Jagannath had Dy's blessing! The night was looking up. He wandered back to Starla, Starla getting a pitcher of juice from the fridge.

"Which, uh, movie did you go see?" asked Jagannath.

"Oh," Starla reached up to get a glass, "we went to go see 'Wild Ace', that new action film with Fork Stonechest." She turned to him, face as level as the horizon. "It was ok."

"Nothing special, huh?" Jagannath chuckled.

"Ummm..." Starla peered over at Dy and leaned close. "Thanks for getting my clothes earlier. And cleaning up the place. I just didn't want to deal with Charles."

"Yeah," said Jagannath, dangling his eyes. "He can be a real pill." Jagannath turned serious. "Did you still want to talk?"

Starla nodded. "Yes, but in my room." She poured herself some juice, and put the pitcher back in the fridge.

As Jagannath and Starla walked to her room, Jagannath looked over at Dy to see her smiling at them. She knew what was going to go on.



Starla had changed the sheets since last night. Jagannath saw the hamper in the corner with the old ones stuffed in the top. Otherwise, Starla's room was back to being tidy.

The ferret girl walked over to her bed and sat down. She patted a spot beside her to get Jagannath to join. Jagannath smiled and sat down.

"So..." said Starla.

"So..." said Jagannath.

An awkward pause.

"Did you"-- Jagannath gulped-- "enjoy last night?"

Starla spurted a playful giggle. "I didn't have sex with you for hours because I didn't enjoy it! It was the best sex I've ever had!"

She said it! Starla said it was the best! Jagannath's ears perked with joy. He calmed himself, though. "It was the best I've ever had, too."

Starla smiled, her cheeks creasing. "We really got beastly, didn't we?"

Oh, that got his dick hard. Jagannath chuckled then emitted an "uuuurk" at his ferret friend. Starla replied with a "har-ook" and the two laughed. It was ridiculous but it aroused the both of them.

"So..." Jagannath rubbed his arm. It was the big question. "Was last night... the start of something?"

Starla took his hand, rubbing her thumb across his wrist. "Did you want it to be?"

Jagannath nodded. "Yes! I felt a connection with you... something I've never really felt before. I mean... not *usually*."

Starla rubbed up his arm. "I felt a connection too. And not just a literal, *physical* connection."

Jagannath snerked. He dug his foot into the carpet. "What kind of... limits do you want? How open of a relationship do you like?"

"Pretty open," said Starla, "I like to sleep around and have lots of sex. Meet lots of people."

Jagannath snerked. "*Woooow!*"

Starla curled a grin. "What is it?"

Jagannath scratched the back of his neck. "You're so... horny. I never expected that. You were always so... serious and quiet."

Starla shook her head. "I love sex. I love sexuality. I love how evolution had made it so we can feel this intense desire and pleasure so often in our lives." Her eyes sharpened with a fierce passion. "I love being able to just look at someone and being overcome with *want* and sizzle with the joy of arousal."

Jagannath chuckled. "Uh, I never thought of it like that but... yeah, that sounds good."

Starla calmed herself and smirked. "We're animals, deep down. We can't change our nature. And we should *embrace* it."

Jagnnath nodded. "We use sentences, learn complex things, do science but in the end... we just want to *mate* with strangers on the sidewalk!"

Starla snickered and lifted her feet off the floor, rocking back and holding her knees. She said nothing but she smiled wide enough to show her teeth, eyes glowing behind her glasses.

"I guess I should have expected you to be very horny," said Jagannath. "Everyone is! Well, mostly everyone."

"I'm very horny," said Starla. She looked down at Jagannath's lap and saw his cock going up a pant leg. "But... after last night my girl downstairs is a little sore so even though I'm..." She looked up at Jagannath and licked her lips, "*ready* for more, I probably shouldn't."

"That's fine," said Jagannath. "I've been sore myself." He rubbed his neck. "It's not like it'll be the last time we do something, right?"

Starla shook her head. "Certainly not." She scooted over towards him, letting her thighs rub up against his. "I mean it: last night was amazing." She looked away, smiling. "God, where did that even *come* from? Us?"

"I was not expecting to have such a wonderful fuck-night yesterday," said Jagannath.

Starla rubbed Jagannath knee, her hand close to the end of his erected penis. "You're very hung, by the way. Sorry, but that needs to be said."

"You're sexy," said Jagannath, feeling like he should repay the compliment.

"Really?" Starla grabbed her belly fat and squeezed. "Even with all this?"

Jagananth kissed her on the cheek. "Even with!" He chuckled. "I like fat girls." He rubbed Starla's flabs. "You feel *soooo* good!"

Starla giggled and bit her lip. "We got pretty shameless last night. It was refreshing to hold nothing back." She rode her feet through the carpet. "I'm wondering if we could start at the stage in our relationship where we do weird things in front of each other without judgment."

Jagannath smiled and rubbed a knee onto hers. "What did you have in mind?"

"I might hump some furniture," said Starla.

Jagannath snerked. "What do you mean? Couches and chairs?"

Starla nodded, her confidence not breaking for a second. "Chairs. Couches. Tables." She looked over at her laundry hamper. "Hampers."

Jagannath chuckled. "Ok... Because it feels good?"

"Yep," said Starla. "If I wasn't sore I'd be humping this bed right now so... do whatever pleases you."

Jagannath thought for a moment. His dick was growing in his pants, the shaft pressing against the fabric of his wears.

Smiling, he unzipped his pants, reached in to pull out his dick, and got cranking. It hurt but not enough to make the dog boy stop. He cranked while gazing at Starla like he was trying to charm her with his eyes under a starry night sky. Starla giggled, completely comfortable with Jagannath jerking off in front of her. She didn't mind such a visitor popping in.

Starla looked at the sausage. The boyfriend she had gotten today came with a huge pack of meat!

"So..." said Jagannath, "can I ask about any previous relationships?"

Starla shrugged. "Not much to say. I had a boyfriend in high school but he found someone else. There's this girl I see often but I don't think we have a connection like"-- she gestured at herself and Jagannath's dick-- "*this*."

Jagannath's cranking slowed down as he got deep into thought. "I had a boyfriend in high school-- Gordon."

Starla's eyes lit up and she smiled, letting her fangs out. "A *boyfriend?*" She put two hands on Jagannath's shoulder and rested her head on them, rubbing her nose into the dog's cheek. "Tell me more."

Jagannath rubbed the base of his cock with his fingers, wobbling the member around his lap. He stared into the distance while he reminisced. "He's a horned lizard. We met in sophomore and started dating."

Starla rubbed Jagannath's chest. "Was he as *packing* as yourself?"

Jagannath smirked. "*No.* But he was doing alright." He brought his feet onto the bed and opened them out to give him some room to jerk it. "We used to 'glue' a lot."

"Glue?" asked Starla.

"It's when you lay on top of each other and frot," said Jagannath. "You cover your bellies with cum. We would do it so much and my fur would get *swamped*."

Starla giggled at the image of two boys sandwiching each other and creating a layer of cum between them. "I'm surprised I've never heard of this before. Sounds... exciting!"

Jagannath's cranking slowed. "He was handsome, gentle, charming." Jagannath moved his feet back to the floor and rubbed one over the other. "He wet the bed but was very dignified about it!"

Starla giggled, but her face then sunk. "So what happened?"

Jagannath shrugged. "He wanted to go to college on the west coast and I didn't." The fapping stopped, huge cock hanging curved in the air. "We still keep up over social media." He smirked. "He spends a lot of time in his dorm room completely naked. He's *very* popular!"

Starla smiled. "Sounds nice."

Jagannath danced a toe into the carpet. "He might have gotten a girl pregnant, I hear."

Starla snerked and took a sip of her drink. "Oh. *That* kind of popular."

Jagannath tittered. "Still wets the bed, though."

Starla chuckled. "Hopefully his college has a good program for that."



While watching her movie, Dy picked up her glass to have a sip but the axolotl realized that she needed a refill. She paused her movie and got up to walk to the kitchen space. Getting close to the halls, she could hear the mutterings of Jagannath and Starla in the ferret girl's room. She pursed her lips. It wouldn't have been too disrespectful to listen in!

She quietly moved towards the door, her axolotl feet stepping gently on the carpet.

She didn't hear the lovely sound of a bed squeaking and wondered what was up. She moved closer, placing herself against the wall and leaning her ears towards Starla's room.

"Do you ever go commando?" asked Jagannath.

"Depends on the pants I'm wearing," answered Starla.

Dy bit her lip to muzzle a snicker. She joined in at a good time!

"It's a lot of fun," said Jagannath, "but it can become a real problem if I get a boner. My dick already sticks out when I'm hard but when pants are the only thing I'm wearing"-- there was a squeak on the bed-- "my penis imprints on the fabric. It's too noticeable!"

Dy knew Jagannath fairly well but she was getting some of his juicy secrets eavesdropping.

The sound of slapping picked up and Dy knew that it was Jagannath masturbating.

Starla giggled. "I sometimes go braless."

"Doesn't that chafe?" asked Jagannath.

"Yeah," said Starla, "only a few shirts I have don't give me that problem."

I'll leave these two alone, thought Dy. She quietly stepped away and slid over into the kitchen to get herself a drink.



Jagannath cranked it. The casualness of him jerking off in front of his new girlfriend was fun but it was also arousing and only made the masturbation more intense. He grinned at her and fapped.

Starla looked at his cock through her glasses, smiling. She leaned down to bring her nose close to the tip and Jagannath knew what was coming. His fapping slowed. Starla took one hand on his lap and the other on the bottom of his shaft and that mouth opened like a cave of wonders.

Starla breathed in as her mouth drifted onto Jagannath's tip. Her jaw sealed on it and she smacked her lips on the dog's skin. Jagannath moaned and leaned his head back.

The ferret let her tongue massage the side of his shaft and heaved back her breath so that her mouth tugged on Jagannath's member. That got a squeal out of the dog boy. He let go of his cock and leaned back on the bed, using his hands to stay up.

Starla clapped her hands onto Jagannath's cock and rode her palms up and down the top and bottom of his dick. She closed her eyes and got lost in the feel and taste of Jagannath's meat. Maybe her cooch was sore from last night, but her mouth was still working and Jagannath's dick tasted just as good as the day before.

Jagannath had experienced casual sex before. He could think up a few times where he was hanging with someone and a conversation turned into sex before the clock ticked too many times, but with Starla it was different. It wasn't just the fact that the ferret girl had her teeth poking the skin of his wood-- it was the availability to do so from both of them.

His head was reeling. That time yesterday he didn't have a girlfriend and the possibility wasn't even something he considered. How a single day could change so much! He realized he was being idle and took a hand up to dance some fingers in Starla's hair.

That's when Starla clamped her lips down hard and got sucking fiercely, rocking her head up and down. The smacks got loud and the sensation got electric. The dog boy smacked his feet together and dug his toes between each other. He bit his tongue and grunted.

Starla moaned. She put a hand on the base of Jagannath's shaft and sucked. There was a pulse and the canal on the bottom side of the dog boy's cock fired up its first shot of goo. It spurt out into Starla's mouth. She hummed, so happy to have Jagannath's cream.

She sucked and smacked, loving the cream of her new dog boyfriend. It had richness and depth of flavor. It complimented her throat as it rode down.

Jagannath crunched his mouth to stop him from howling, but the temptation was too powerful! Tried as he might to keep his howl muffled, some sharp pitches left his maw and echoed into the air, Dy surely able to hear what was going on.

Starla massaged the base of Jagannath's dick and sucked until the cumming stopped and the meat began to deflate. Starla leaned up. She wiped her mouth.

Jagannath heaved his breath. "Good?"

Starla nodded. "Your *spunk* has a nice milky taste to it."

"Your... *juice* was good last night," said Jagannath, trying to return a compliment.

Starla grinned, her cheeks rounding out. "Thank you! I'll have to make you some more some time!"

Jagannath blushed.

Starla looked at Jagannath's cock, the balloon settling down on the crotch of his pants. She looked up at Jagannath's snout and measured it with her eyes.

"Can I ask you a question?" asked Starla.

"Sure!" said Jagannath.

"Have you ever sucked your own dick?" asked Starla.

Jagannath threw back his head and let out a sharp laugh! Starla felt embarrassed, like she had asked the stupidest question. Jagannath settled down and smirked. "Of course I have! Why wouldn't I?"

Starla knew she had picked a winner with an answer like *that*. "I don't know. I hear a lot of guys say it's... pathetic."

Jagannath chortled and rolled his eyes. "The guys who say that either do it and then pretend they don't or *wish* they could do it but don't have"-- he waved his dick around-- "the length."

Starla raised an eyebrow and curled a smile. "Must feel good!"

Jagannath rubbed Starla's leg. "It feels *great*. But... uh..." A flashback zipped past the dog boy's mind; a flashback of having to go to the chiropractor after first discovering he could suck his own cock. "*Back problems.*"

Starla lifted her eyes and nodded. "Yeah. I see what you mean."

They talked idly until Jagannath's passion returned. He slapped his dick to get it hard and tall and then leaned down to put his lips on the tip. He could get most of his snout on his hardon without any discomfort. The dog boy gripped the edge of the bed and got sucking.

As he macked his lips on his dick, coating his shaft with saliva, the dog boy lifted his legs off the floor and extended them out in the air, feet twisting with pleasure and toes waving with joy!

Starla watched. It was hot, but wholesome. Watching the dog boy get lost in the sucking of his own dick was the side of any person she had never seen. Jagannath was so innocent when he chomped down on his own wiener. Starla's heart quivered.

Jagannath slapped his feet together, his legs still extended above the ground, as straight as a gymnast. He slapped his feet together, a row of toes going down the instep of the other foot. He slopped up his cock like it was an ice cream cone.

In some moments he could remember what it was like to first suck his own dick. The multi-sensory experience of tasting his own dick and massaging the tip of his penis. It was overexhilirating. He suspended his arms back and grabbed the other end of Starla's bed to hold on while he had dinner on his own cock.

He savored his dick-sucking. He let himself get his tongue all over the top of his silo. He kicked out his legs until they got tired and then dropped them to the floor. 

His nose huffed like a volcano. He turned his feet inward, pressing down on the carpet with his toes. He moaned. The boil of jism went up his chute and spasmed out his tip. The dog boy took a mouthful of his own seed. One, and then another. If he drank it in front of Starla, would she judge him for it?

He swallowed. It was from himself so it must have been healthy. He didn't love the taste of it but it was comfortable, like drinking water. He let his splooge escape his cock and fly right down his throat. A cycle of fluids, over and over, until his orgasm passed.

He breathed and took his mouth off his cock. His shaft settled, laying down on his pants. The piece was wet with two coatings of saliva.

"Jeez," said Starla. "How was it?"

Jagannath caught his breath then cleared his throat and said, "It was good." He coughed.

The dog cooled down but once he got passion flowing his loins again, it was time for Starla to take a second hit of that cigar. She sucked him off and didn't pass on a second helping of dog cream. She wiped her mouth and smiled.

Starla was neglecting the juice she brought into the room so after Jagannath recovered and was ready to suck his own dick again, she sipped at her drink while watching the dog boy go down on his dick like it was a popsicle. 

They were two young zoomans in a bedroom, in a quiet neighborhood on a Saturday night and neither of them had ever felt a connection like the one they were feeling in that moment. They were two specks of life that were feeling emotions bigger than the universe.

Jagannath came again. The spurt was smaller than the last time so maybe it was time to call it quits.

The dog massaged his flaccid penis. "I should put it away. It's pretty sore-- you know, after last night."

"Give it a rest then," said Starla. She took his arm. "We'll have plenty of time to do whatever again."

Jagannath looked at her and smiled. He leaned in to rub his nose in her cheek, but then turned his snout so that he could kiss her. She kissed back.

Jagannath stuff his meat bag back into his pants and zipped up.

Starla listened for sounds outside the room. "I think Dy's stopped watching TV. Want to go out and watch something together?"

Jagannath nodded. "Let's do it."

They got up and left the room. Some time while they were playing around inside Starla's bedroom, Dy turned off the TV and went to her bedroom. While Starla went to the sink to wash out her cup, Jagannath went to the TV to turn it on and get Netflix going.

Jagannath called from the TV. "Did you want to rewatch where I left off last night or would you mind if I pick up from where I was earlier?"

"Whatever works," said Starla. "I don't mind."

Jagannath's anxiety told him to press further, feeling like she was ignoring what she wanted to please him but he checked himself and trusted her words. Netflix took awhile to load like usual but once the main menu came up he went down to Dewclaw and continued from the episode he left off that afternoon.



Soon Starla joined him. They watched a few episodes, exchanged chatter, and shared some laughs. The night got late and they got sleepy. After four episodes of Dewclaw, ending on the episode where John was stuck at the airport and June has a run-in with an ex-boyfriend, Jagannath said he needed to get some sleep and Starla concurred.

Starla waited right up until they were at their bedroom doors before she asked him to spend the night in her bed with her. Not to have sex, of course, but to cuddle like a couple would. Jagannath agreed.

They went inside, Starla took her glasses off, and got in her bed. Starla spooned Jagannath but they fit on the bed together. Starla flipped the sheets over top of them.

There was a quiet moment. It was time to say goodnight. But Starla said, "Ook ook."

Jagannath chuckled. "Urk, ook!"

And the two drifted asleep.

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