	You manage to squeak out, in a voice coated with the hiss of cheap electronics "B-bro you're so tight...!" 
	Your sensitive head's wrapped in a vice of soft flesh, the heat from that hole makes you feel as though your length will melt. Looking down, your partner's clearly feeling it too, their shoulders raising and lowering with every breath and you think you can make out a faint moan. Swallowing the spit in your mouth you lean forwards, your cock sliding deeper into them, that ring gripping onto you trying to keep you out or in you can't tell. As you continue to slide in you can feel your length growing more sensitive, more aware, of its surroundings. Every beat of your partner's heart makes that hole squeeze around you, choking more pre out of your cock.
	Then finally, you can feel yourself bottom out, your sack slapping up against soft skin. The pleasure's almost too much, that warmth making your mass stay rock hard, you could spend the rest of your life like this. 
	Just as you hilt you can hear a sharp intake of air, followed by your lover's voice "C'mon Beamz... Don't just stop there."
	Hearing that voice urging you on causes a blush to break out across your cheeks, red as a rash. Wordlessly you lean in behind them, your fur brushing up against their back causing their whole body to shiver. Readying yourself, you start sliding your cock right back out of the hole it was sheathed into. A lewd slurp is heard throughout the room, your saliva-drenched cock slipping out into the air. You lean down into your lover even more, pulling their back into a tight embrace, just before you slam home. You can't help but moan with your lover, as you pull out and slam back in, your sack slapping continuously into them as you jackhammer their rear. Each time you jam your length all the way back in, your crotch rubs up against that moist hole, pre and saliva drooling out. It doesn't help that your warm cocksleeve is getting even warmer, your hard length being almost roasted inside there. And as you feel yourself slide in and out, you hit a special point, a point that makes that entire hole clench tightly around you every time you brush by it.
	Continuously slamming in, it barely registers that your lover's reciprocating it, slamming their behind back into you with every thrust. The heat, the movement, the grip, it all starts to get to you, your sack starting to tense up from it. Moving your arms, you hold your partner there, keeping them from moving at all as you start to slam into them even harder than before. In your flurry of movement you feel that hole clench down the hardest it ever has before, a slopping wet noise as a liquid hits the floor follows it. That flesh hugging so tightly around you, knowing that you just fucked your lover to orgasm, is enough to set you off as well. With all your strength you can still muster, you slam down into that hole, your crotch flush up against those buns. Your cock almost grows with each spasm, shooting your jism straight down into that hole. It feels like it goes on for hours, it could only be minutes, but you don't really care. You slide your hands across your lovers sensitive body, feeling how it shivers in response to every touch, drifting to their stomach you feel a bulge, the amount of cum you pumped into them visible from outside.
	"Hey Beamz!" Mmhm. "Beamz you there?!" Yeahyeahs'good. "Wake up you retard!" 
	A small foot lodges itself in your chest, kicking you out of your dreams and staring up at a deeply pissed off small red fox.
	"Finally, we're opening up in a few hours, why aren't you ready!?" Foxy barks down at you.
	"O-oh uh, just had a rad dream man... Sorry about that."
	"Whatever! Just get cleaned up and ready, you spilled something all over yourself." The fox barks down at your form before stomping off. And that's when you feel your jism sliding down the inside of your sweater.