Sausage for Dinner (Patreon)

Working as a hairdresser at the local mall wasn’t exactly Charlie’s dream job but it earned him enough to pay his rent, bills, and for anything he wanted to spend money on. He even had some savings at the end of every month that he set aside in his “Charlie’s Salon” fund so that one day he could open up his very own place. He’d have to try and poach his usual clients that came to him and get them to go to his new place, but he was confident in his skills enough to believe that most if not all of his usuals would follow him wherever he went. Still, nothing was 100% certain. The only client he was 100% sure would follow him wherever he went though, was his good friend Alex. Whether it was because she was his friend or if it was a decision based purely off of his hairdressing skills, he wasn’t so sure. But it was good to know, she was a big spender with all that newly found pop star money and all. 

Charlie and Alex had met by chance; the tigress came into his place of work looking to cut her hair without an appointment. She was in a big rush and didn’t request anyone specifically, so anyone who wasn’t working on a head of hair at the time would be the one seeing her. The only person who had a gap in their appointments at the time was Charlie. Once Alex was sat down in the chair and the salon chitchat and gossip began, the two hit it off. From then on, Alex booked appointments with him whenever she needed her hair done and they even started hanging out outside of the hair salon. They went shopping together, to the movies, and on little weekend getaways where they did nothing but lounge by the pool of a mid-tier hotel and get facials and massages all day. Eventually, Charlie would even come by Alex’s work for his lunch breaks, too. They grew close as friends, he kept her hair in tip-top shape, and she made sure his lunches and coffees were the best that the little diner she worked at had to offer. When Alex’s music career took off and she was able to leave her waitressing gig, she offered Charlie a permanent position as her personal hair stylist, but no matter how many times the tigress offered it to him, he turned her down. His reasons for turning the offer down weren’t anything personal against Alex, but he enjoyed the small gig and getting to know all the different people who came in and out the door. The pay bump jumping from being a staff hair stylist at a mall salon to being a personal stylist for a musician would have easily made his dream of owning his very own salon come true quicker but he also didn’t want the dynamic of the relationship between him and the tigress to change when she became his employer. A lot of people hated their boss and Charlie couldn’t imagine himself hating Alex. 

“I think you should probably make another fund.” The tigress smirked as she twirled her car keys around her index finger. Alex was at Charlie’s place to pick him up and drive him to work, again. It was a miracle that she still had the time in her schedule to do it; between the show rehearsals, recording new material, and filming small roles and cameos for movies and TV shows that wanted to capitalize on her newfound stardom, she barely had time to sleep. But she always had time to help out her mouse friend, it was the least that she could do for how much he accommodated her the many times when she needed her hair done outside of his working hours. Even if she didn’t always bother him outside of his work hours to do her hair, she would drive him to work; she was a good friend and that’s what good friends did. 

Charlie grabbed his messenger bag that he took to work with him every day from the coat hanger and furrowed his brows when he heard the tigress’s suggestion. Normally he would have been offended, but his fund for his very own hair salon wasn’t exactly a well-kept secret if a secret at all. He turned to look at his friend as he slung his bag strap over his shoulder and rolled the sleeves of his button-up shirt into neat folds. “And what would that fund be for?” the mouse raised his brows. 

Still twirling her keys in her hand, the tigress put her other hand at her hip and smiled. “For your own car, so you can drive yourself to work.” Alex teased. Charlie rolled his eyes and shook his arms to test the sleeves he had just rolled up before walking toward the door. “Hahaha. Easy for you to say, you and your music money. How much are you getting for that Super Bowl ad for Fanta again?” the mouse shook his head repeatedly as he opened the door and stepped outside of his apartment and into the hallway. Alex followed behind him, stopped twirling her car keys, and leaned against the wall as the mouse closed the door and locked the deadbolt. 

“Once I have my own salon, I’ll be making the big bucks and then I can get myself a car. Maybe even a driver to go with it if I get a Rolls Royce.” The deadbolt locked with a click and Charlie turned to look at his tiger friend and winked. “I’ll probably be able to do that if I up my prices for the stuff I do for you just enough.” Charlie turned around and started walking through the hallway toward the elevators. Alex pushed herself away from the wall she was leaning against and followed him. Once they reached the elevators, Charlie pressed the button to call one up to them, and while they waited, Alex leaned against the wall again. 

“I could just buy you a car.” The tigress brought up the subject of gifting the mouse his very own car again. She had offered it before, but the mouse turned her down just like he did with almost any large gift she tried to give him. It was slightly frustrating but nice to know that their friendship dynamic hadn’t changed even after Alex started earning a comfortable amount of money. “C’mon, it doesn’t even have to be a fancy car! Just one you can drive to do stuff!” Alex continued.

Charlie shook his head over and over as his eyes watched the lights above the elevator doors that indicated which floor it was currently on; it was on the fifth floor. Ten floors away but it was moving up fast, a floor every two seconds. He peeled his eyes away from the numbers as they ticked closer and closer to 15 and looked at his tiger friend who was already staring right at him. “No,” he answered. "I am not letting you buy me a car. How else am I going to get you to hang out with me? You are super busy with your career this is really the only time I get to hang out with you, like old times.”

The tigress furrowed her brows at Charlie as he spun his answer into a convincing sob story that would have worked on a talent competition audience. “Like old times? What the hell are you talking about? We hang out all the time! You were just at my house two days ago to watch A Star is Born. Or did you forget how you THIRSTED for Bradley Cooper?”

‘Ding!’ went the elevator as it arrived to pick them up. Once the double doors slid open, Charlie slipped inside with Alex following suit just a couple of clicks after. Charlie pressed the button for the first floor and turned to his friend as the doors closed and they began their descent. “You thirst for him just as hard. It was my first time seeing it, and what, your seventh?” 

Alex leaned against the back of the elevator and chewed on her lip. “It’s one of my favorite movies, I am allowed to watch it as many times as I want. And you can’t tell me it isn’t a good movie. God, I’d love to see that raccoon’s rocket…” 

“I never said it wasn’t! I’m just saying that I wasn’t the only one thirsting for the Coops.” The mouse said with a smile on his face that he wasn’t aware he was doing. The elevator continued to travel down at a fast and steady speed that both Alex and Charlie could feel was probably not up to current regulations. When it finally came to a stop on the ground floor and the doors opened with a chime, they walked out side-by-side through the lobby and onto the street where Alex had parked her car. 

“The COOPS. Is that what you’re calling him now? Jesus fuck you are down bad for him.” Alex laughed and started twirling her keys around her finger again as she and Charlie walked down the steps of the mouse’s building down to the tigress’s dark blue SUV parked by the curb. The tigress put her hand on the car’s door handle and it unlocked. She hopped into the driver’s seat while Charlie walked around to get in on the passenger’s side. Once he got in, he tossed his bag into the floor where his feet were and buckled himself in. Alex buckled in, started the car, and started driving. Their conversation died for a minute as Alex rolled them toward the mall, but what Charlie said about wanting them to hang out more like the “old days” had her thinking about it a bit more. Did he really feel that way? She was getting that gut-wrenching feeling of guilt in a way. She tapped on the steering wheel as she drove and occasionally directed her eyes to look at him almost shyly. 

“You know I always have some tickets for you to go see the shows, right? I leave tickets in your name at every venue. If you ever want to come and see me. You don’t have to buy tickets. You can even bring a friend or two.” The tigress smiled, her eyes darted from the road to Charlie every now and again. 

Charlie nodded as he looked out the window at the buildings, cars, and pedestrians that they zoomed past. He turned his head to look at Alex to make sure she wasn’t upset with him, because based on her tone alone, he wasn’t able to tell. “I know! I will go see you one day when I have time, I promise. I didn’t mean for it to sound like we don’t hang out ever. I just miss us working so close together, that’s why I like you driving me to work! It takes me back to when we rode the bus together.” The mouse cooed and kept his eyes on the tigress for a few more seconds before he turned to look straight ahead at the road. He could see the giant sign of the mall approaching them, meaning they were just a few minutes away. 

“Me? Riding the bus? Could you imagine that now?” Alex let out a laugh. 

Charlie turned to look at his friend again and snickered. “And you said that money wasn’t making you a snob.”

“Oh shut up.” Alex rolled her eyes and laughed as they turned into the parking lot of the shopping mall. After collecting her parking card and finding the closest possible spot to the entrance, she backed into the last free parking space by the entrance and put the car in park. Alex turned off the car, undid her seatbelt, and got out of the car. Charlie did the same and they walked into the mall together. 

In most places, malls were becoming a thing of the past, with everything you could ever want available to buy on the internet, people didn’t have reasons to go anymore. But this specific mall where Charlie worked was attached to an IKEA, which brought in a lot of foot traffic. Plus, services like hair salons hadn’t been replicated by Amazon, yet, so people were still leaving their houses for it. Charlie’s job was still relatively secure, until the eventual AI robot uprising, at the very least. 

The mall had only been open for a few minutes but there was already a decent amount of people walking around and browsing. Alex and Charlie rode up two escalators to get to the fashion and beauty floor of the mall, and once they were in front of the salon Charlie worked at, they approached the automatic sliding glass doors and went inside.

The salon was empty, save for one of Charlie’s coworkers; a vixen about the same height as him named Angela. Angela was sweeping the floor free from the small amounts of hair that was left over from the previous shift’s cleanup crew. She turned to look at the two as they walked in and smiled. “Hey, Charlie! I thought you weren’t working today?” She stopped sweeping the floor and put her hands on her hips. 

Charlie smiled when he saw the fox and gave her a friendly little wave. “Yeah, a regular wanted to reschedule for today, so I won’t be in tomorrow instead. I swapped with Jess.” He looked at the watch on his wrist to make sure he wasn’t late; he was exactly on time, his only appointment for the day was set to arrive in about an hour, so he was free to take walk-ins and help Angela clean up until then. Angela swept up the last pile of hair into the dustpan and dumped it into the rollable trash can that was right behind her. The floor was now spotless, and the fox gal looked incredibly proud of that. She picked up the broom and dustpan, snapped them into their holders on the side of the rollable bin, and quickly rolled the bin away to a hidden corner where it usually sat until more sweeping needed to be done. She dusted her hands on her apron as she walked back to Charlie and Alex. “So, what time is your regular coming in?” she asked. 

“11:30, so about an hour. I can do walk-ins until then. A cut, hair coloring, and treatment, the usual, so it’ll only take me a few hours.” Charlie replied. Alex stood next to Charlie rather awkwardly as he and his coworker talked shop. She didn’t want to interrupt them just to say she was going to be on her way, so she waited for them to finish talking. 

“Okay, we got a new shipment of hair color yesterday. So there shouldn’t be a problem with any color that she wants.” Angela nodded her head. Her eyes shifted from Charlie to his friend that stood quietly next to him and she smiled at her. “Oh, hey! Alex! Are you here to get something done, too?” The tigress shook her head rapidly and waved a hand in front of her. “Oh, no, just here to drop off this boy. I’m gonna go get a Cinnabon and then head back home.” Her tail swayed behind her as she tried to make this interaction as short and less awkward as possible. “There’s still a Cinnabon here, right?” Alex turned to Charlie to ask him, to which he replied with a nod. 

A suspiciously coy smile spread across Angela’s face as she spoke to Alex and Charlie, which made Alex worry that the conversation was going to stretch out longer than was necessary. It was a common trait that a lot of hairdressers shared; gossip. Gathering and collecting information to pass on as they chitchat with their customers and coworkers. Alex was no stranger to this, being guilty of gossip every so often so she knew the signs, and it didn’t look like Angela was one who gave up easily. Her eyes widened slightly and she braced for whatever question it was the vixen was going to ask. 

“Sorry if this is too personal of a question, but.” And there it was, the opener, the precursor designed to soften the blow of a question that was invasive. Alex’s eyes widened a little more and she turned her head very slightly to glance at her mouse friend. Charlie didn’t look half as nervous as she did. She wondered why at first, but then she remembered that he was a hairdresser, too.

“Are you two dating?” the vixen finally asked. 

There was a moment of silence between the tiger and the mouse as they both processed the words that left Angela’s mouth. Charlie’s giant ears perked up high like rooftop satellite dishes and Alex’s smaller ones flickered as the question bounced around in her head. After around 10 seconds of silence, Alex and Charlie turned to look at each other, and both burst out into uncontrollable laughter; the kind of laughter you only saw in movies and TV where people wheezed and slapped their knees for some reason.

“Hahaha! Us? Dating?” Alex raised her brows at Angela. Her tone almost mocked her in a way. Charlie continued to cackle for a few seconds more before he finally said something, too. 

“No, no, we aren’t dating. Alex and I are good friends. She’s also way out of my league.” The rodent shook his head and readjusted the strap on his messenger bag that was still slung on his shoulder. When their laughter turned into them catching their breath, Alex looked Angela right in the eye and said, “Hah, he’s flattering me, but he’s also gay, if you didn’t know that. He isn’t exactly in the closet about it, like at all.” 

It took Charlie a moment to realize what he said about Alex being out of his league and it knocked him into a state of deep thought. He always said he was gay, he liked guys a lot, and the way Bradley Cooper made him feel in A Star is Born and in Guardians of the Galaxy was absolutely gay. But how gay was he exactly? His relationship with Alex was enough to revoke his 100% gay card, for sure. His big satellite receiver ears were perked up, but the sound of Alex talking to Angela and their laughter was muffled. The more he thought about it, the more the voices of Alex and Angela drowned out. 

TWO DAYS EARLIER 

“Can you imagine how his beard would feel just brushing up on your neck or your thighs?” said Charlie as he reached for another handful of popcorn from the bowl in Alex’s lap. Alex took a handful of her own and nodded as she crunched on the popped kernels. Charlie had come over to Alex’s place for dinner and a movie. It was a spontaneous thing, but since they were both free, he saw no reason why he shouldn’t. As the popcorn bowl emptied and the credits to the movie rolled after a tear-jerking performance of the final song by Ms. Gaga, Alex turned off the TV, got up from the couch, and stretched. She let out a yawn and squinted her eyes shut as her arms lifted above her head. And since yawning was contagious, Charlie did a big open-mouth one right after. 

“So? What did you think?” Alex asked her friend as she set the remote down on the coffee table in front of her.

“Country singer Bradley Cooper is something I did not know I would find hot,” the mouse laughed and leaned back into the plush pillows that surrounded him on the couch. He then glanced at the powered-off TV and his reflection in it. He brushed his long hair off of his shoulders, stood up, and stretched in a similar fashion that his tiger companion did; arms up above his head, standing on the tip of his toes, and letting out a weird little squeak. Even after all the popcorn that they ate throughout the two-hour movie, Charlie was getting just the right amount of hungry to start thinking about what to eat. His stomach wasn’t rumbling just yet, but the feeling of his stomach acid getting ready to digest food was there. He leaned down to grab the empty popcorn bowl from the coffee table and let out a happy sigh as he came back up. “I’m kinda hungry, what are we going to do for dinner?” he asked. 

Alex dusted off leftover bits of buttered popcorn from her red sweater and boyshorts and looked up from her sweater when she heard her friend say he was hungry. She smiled, chuckled, and let out a sigh of relief which made Charlie raise a brow at her. 

“What?” the mouse asked, slightly confused why his friend was chuckling. 

“I thought I was the only one who was already hungry. We ate so much popcorn, I didn’t want to seem like a pig.” The tigress smiled and reached for the bowl of popcorn that Charlie was holding. “I was thinking of grilling some fat Italian sausages, making some smoked salmon pesto, a side of mashed potatoes, and maybe top all that off with some wine…” Alex said with a very alluring whispery tone. Only a true foodie could make food sound sexy and a true foodie she was. 

Charlie let go of the bowl and listened to the tiger list the things she wanted to cook for dinner. When mashed potatoes were mentioned he heard his stomach grumble and he nodded his head in agreement with her. “That… Sounds like a good dinner. Red or white wine?” 

“Do you even have to ask that?” Alex winked at him, turned on her heels, and headed to the kitchen to pop the bowl into the dishwasher and get the meal prep started. Charlie furrowed his brows and watched her as she turned around and walked away. “I really don’t know. I was asking so I could go and get it from your wine fridge…” As the tigress walked away, Charlie was left standing in the middle of the living room staring at her butt as it swayed left and right. He found himself doing that a lot, Alex did have a nice ass, so nice that even a self-proclaimed homomouse couldn’t resist looking. When he realized that Alex wasn’t going to tell him what wine went with sausages, he rolled his eyes and walked after her.

Alex’s place was big, so it took a good minute for Charlie to get to the kitchen, and by the time he arrived, Alex had put the dirty bowl in the dishwasher and was looking through her fridge for the sausages. “I swear I thought I put them out here to thaw…” the tigress grumbled as she rummaged through her well-stocked double-door fridge. She lived alone, so there really wasn’t a reason for her to have such a large fridge, let alone have it stocked to the point it looked like it was straight out of an advertisement. But being who she was, she probably had all those cans of Monster Energy Mango Loco sent to her as part of an endorsement deal. No way anyone with a sane mind would have a whole SHELF dedicated to just one type of drink.

 “So, what kind of wine?” Charlie asked Alex again. 

“Red, there should be a good one in the top left of the wine fridge…” Alex replied. “Where the heck did I put those sausages…” The stuff in Alex’s fridge clinked and clanked around as she tried to find the Italian sausages, but they were nowhere to be found. Once she bent down and opened the freezer, however, she didn’t need to do as much rummaging as they were right in the front. She picked up the pack of frozen sausages and let out a disappointed sigh as she kicked the fridge and freezer doors closed. She tossed the pack onto the white ceramic countertop and turned around to look at Charlie. 

“Sooooo… A little mishap. I thought I left those sausages out to thaw while we were watching the movie, but it turns out I imagined that in my head and didn’t actually do it.” The tigress rubbed the back of her head and sighed again, disappointed in herself. She never was good at remembering to leave things out to thaw, back in her childhood days, when her mother called ahead and told her to leave something that was in the freezer out for it to thaw in time for her to start cooking once she got home, she forgot too. “We’re going to have to wait for it to thaw out, if we use the microwave, it ruins the taste.” 

Charlie opened up the wine fridge and pulled out the bottle from the top left. He then turned around to look at his friend as she explained their current situation. He nodded, shrugged his shoulders, and turned back to the wine fridge again. “So, you’re saying you’re too good for the microwave now? Where’s the caviar? I want to eat it with cream cheese and crackers, make the rich FREAK.” He reached up to open one of the cabinets where he remembered Alex kept her IKEA wine glasses. Once opened, he grabbed two glasses, turned around to set them down on the table that was in the middle of the kitchen, and poked a claw into the wine bottle’s cork. “We have plenty of time and wine.” With the claw on his thumb deep in the cork, he pulled on it.

‘Pop!’ off came the cork and into the glasses went the wine. 

“What about cheese? Have you had cheese and wine?” Alex asked Charlie as she downed the remaining few sips of red in her glass down the hatch. Her voice was slightly reverbed from the glass being over her mouth. Charlie shook his head; he wasn’t anywhere near finishing his second glass of wine, he wasn’t a big wine drinker. But he had to admit, that bottle from the top left that Alex told him to get went down smoother than any wine he had ever had before. He didn’t even want to ask her how much the bottle they were drinking was. “I’ve had cheese, I’ve had wine, but I haven’t had them together. Is it really good? I don’t really think me getting drunk AND having cheese is a good idea.” The mouse chuckled. He swirled the wine in his glass around and set it down on the table as he watched Alex pour her third glass. “What. Are you lactose intolerant?” Alex set the now-empty bottle of wine down and took a small sip from her glass. 

“Hah, could you imagine that? Me, a mouse, lactose intolerant? What a curse that would be. But no, I just am not much of a wine drinker. I only ever get to drink wine when we hang out.” Charlie took another sip, finally bringing his second glass close to empty. He let out a refreshed sigh and continued to swirl the remaining wine in his glass around, creating a whirlpool. “Next time, I will get us a cheese plate. It will be the BEST thing you will ever eat. I promise. Do you like Gouda?” Alex asked. She locked her bright green eyes to Charlie’s amber ones and did her best not to look away and get distracted by the whirlpool of wine Charlie made with his glass.

Charlie started to feel the heat of the alcohol as it entered his bloodstream. His cheeks flushed slightly red and his overall demeanor became more relaxed. Not that he was tense previously, but he mellowed out a bit more the more wine he consumed. After a minute or two, he stopped swirling his wine and took a big swig to empty his glass. Once he set the glass down gently on the table, he wiped his lips with his arm and nodded. “I... LOVE Gouda. It’s the best thing I have ever eaten. Not counting that one time I ate your pussy, of course.” Charlie snickered and toyed with the stem of his wine glass. When there wasn’t a response from his friend, the mouse looked up from his glass at her and raised his brows. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” 

Alex stared at him with widened eyes and raised eyebrows. She tapped her fingers against her full glass of wine as she stared at him. She wasn’t expecting him to let anything like that slip. Charlie wasn’t usually so upfront on topics like sex, even if it was with someone as close to him as Alex, who he has had sexual relations with previously. At least he wasn’t that way when he wasn’t horny, or a little tipsy, as Alex just now learned. 

“Alex?” 

“Do you know what you just said?” Alex turned her head to the side and raised her left eyebrow. Charlie looked even more confused at her question. “What? I said I love Gouda. You asked me if I like Gouda, and I answered you. I don’t get it, am I not supposed to like Gouda?” the more the mouse thought about it, the more confused he became. “Was that the wrong answer?” 

The tigress laughed and shook her head. “You just had a slip of the tongue; you didn’t just say you love Gouda.” She smirked, brought her glass of wine to her lips, and chuckled. She took a big sip that left her glass half full before she continued. “You said that Gouda is the best thing you’ve ever eaten, not counting that time you ate my pussy…” Alex bit her lip after she said that and closed her legs together tightly under the table. Hearing her mouse friend say that he enjoyed eating her out, even if it wasn’t a direct admission got her engine going, and while Alex wasn’t difficult to turn on, this was new. She wasn’t proud of it, but what could you do, when your pussy gets wet, it gets wet. 

Charlie went silent and equally as wide-eyed as Alex when she first heard him say it. After a second or two, he rubbed the back of his head and beamed an embarrassed smile. “Oops… Hehe… Now you know why I don’t drink a lot of wine. Sometimes stuff like that just comes out. Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” Alex very quickly shook her head when Charlie started to apologize. “No, no, no! That’s perfectly fine, I am very VERY happy to know you had a good time down there.” The tigress chuckled. “I’ll keep that in mind next time about the wine though, does it like make you horny or something?” She sipped on her wine again, this time downing the entire glass until there was nothing left, not even a drop. She let out a refreshed sigh afterward and looked to Charlie to listen to him. 

“A little bit.” The mouse admitted. “It’s embarrassing, really, it’s like an aphrodisiac, I drink it and all I want to do is cum.” He giggled and hiccupped. “-Hic- Sorry.” 

“Oh my goodness, I am so sorry, you should have told me, we could have had beer instead,” Alex stood up from her seat and grabbed the empty wine glasses and the wine bottle from the table. “Here, let me clean this up, I think the sausages are probably done thawing by now.” The glasses and the wine bottle clinked in Alex’s hands as she moved to put the bottle in the trash and the glasses into the dishwasher. Once she closed the door to the dishwasher and turned around, she saw Charlie poking his finger into the pack of sausages. The sausages barely squished under his finger and were still hard in the center. 

“They’re still plenty frozen under there…” Charlie murmured disappointingly and turned around to lean his back against the counter. The way he leaned against the counter made his hips push forward just enough to create an outline of his crotch. He wasn’t lying when he said that wine made him horny; his dick was clearly not flaccid under his pants. That bulge was impressive, to say the least. It was as if Charlie had his very own pack of Italian sausages stuffed in there for safekeeping. When Alex saw that, she shuddered visibly and put her hands on the countertop behind her to hold herself upright. Her pussy which had just gotten wet from hearing the mouse say that her pussy was better than cheese, just got a little bit wetter.

“Looks like we’ll have to wait a little bit longer, then.” Alex shrugged her shoulders, walked over to the table that was in between them, and sat on top of it with her legs dangled off the edge. She kicked her legs back and forth, each leg swinging the opposite way and she looked at Charlie who stood still against the counter taking in deep breaths. She couldn’t help but look down at the mouse’s big bulge and when she caught herself doing so, she was sure Charlie did, too. “You weren’t kidding. Jesus, look at that thing.” 

Charlie looked like he was having a bit of trouble with the wine he had consumed, and while it made Alex feel bad, the side effects didn’t seem too harsh on the mouse. His ears flickered when he heard the tigress talk to him and he looked at her with his eyebrows raised again. He then looked down at his crotch, where his growing bulge tested the limits of the Japanese fashion giant UNIQLO’s fabric. His pants were holding up well so far. He chuckled when he saw his boner and nodded slowly. “Yeeeeeeah. It happens. I didn’t think it would happen with just two glasses, but I think your wine glasses are a little bit bigger than they’re supposed to be.” He didn’t seem too bothered by it. 

The longer Alex ogled Charlie’s growing junk, the more she wanted it inside her. She wasn’t exactly sure if the wine that they drank was the kind that is supposed to make you horny or not. All she knew was that it had the same effect on her and Charlie, although she was somewhat certain that the horniness that she was feeling was purely rubbing off on her from the mouse. 

“Need some help with that?” Alex offered with a coy smile spread across her lips. “We have a few minutes before that sausage is fully thawed out, at least. I got you wine-drunk and horny, it’s only fair if I help you out with it.” 

Under (most) normal circumstances, Charlie would dismiss Alex’s advances as her being playful and not think too much about it. But with his dick so hard that he was able to feel his own pulse echoing through the veins that pumped blood to it, he’d have to be an idiot to blue ball himself. He continued to stare at his dick as it twitched and pulsed through his pants for a short moment before he looked up at Alex and nodded. “Heh, yeah…” he replied shyly. He looked down at his bulge again, pushed himself away from the kitchen counter, and walked over to the table where Alex was sitting. He struggled slightly with walking with that massive boner in the way, but it was only a few short steps. Once he was in front of Alex, she put her hands on his shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss. Their muzzles locked together and they closed their eyes. Alex parted her lips and let her tongue slip out and into Charlie’s mouth, while Charlie did the exact same thing although less aggressively. Heated huffs left their lips in between their French exchange and Charlie’s hands latched onto the sides of Alex’s face to pull her in toward him as his kissing grew hungrier and hungrier. Their tongues intertwined and occasionally fell out of their mouths and grazed over each other’s cheeks, smearing saliva everywhere. Their kissing lasted a full three minutes before their lips parted in a wet and sloppy mess. They huffed and panted to catch their breath as a thick string of their mixed saliva that bridged their lips fell to the effects of gravity and snapped. 

Charlie held Alex’s head against his as he panted. He slowly opened his eyes after he caught his breath just to see Alex’s big emerald hues staring right back at him. Without saying anything to each other, there was a moment of mutual understanding about what needed to be done next. Alex saw a fire in Charlie’s eyes and Charlie saw the same in Alex’s. The tigress reached for the hem of her mouse friend’s shirt and peeled it off him like a hungry kid with a full-sized Snickers bar on Halloween. She threw his shirt as far away as she could behind him and lifted her arms up to let him peel away her red sweater. Alex stared at Charlie’s femboy torso with a particular lust and desire that she often wondered why she had. Big, burly, and muscular men were delicious, but there was something about a thin dude with a feminine physique that turned Alex on so much. Her heavy bisexuality probably played a huge role in that. 

The mouse boy tossed Alex’s sweater behind him and stared at her bra. When Alex noticed he was staring, she reached an arm behind her back, unhooked it, and draped it over the chair next to her. Once her tits were free, the mouse didn’t even bother to blink as he stared at them jiggles. It didn’t take very long for his hands to move to cup them and give them a firm squeeze. 

“Ahh. Not so hard, Charlie.” Alex let out a moan and brought one of her hands to press it over Charlie’s. “S-Sorry, they’re just very nice,” Charlie responded, softening his squeeze on the tiger’s tits. Alex's hands wandered a bit, too; she felt up the mouse’s chest, his stomach, and even the slight V-shape she could see pointing down toward his crotch like an arrow. 

Putting his thumbs over Alex’s nipples and drawing circles over her areolas, Charlie was having a lot of fun with her breasts. As he rolled his thumbs over her sensitive pink flesh, he raised a brow. “Do you have a condom?” Alex did her best to fight back the moans, but her nipples were very sensitive; so, she had her eyes closed and moaned here and there as Charlie toyed with her tits. When he asked her about the condoms, she opened her eyes back up and pointed to the kitchen counter on her left. “Ah… Middle drawer, with the utensils, under th-the tray of spoons.” Charlie stopped his thumb rubbing over Alex’s nipples and turned to look in the direction that she pointed to. He then let go of her tits, walked over to the drawer, pulled it open, and looked inside for the condoms. It took him a few seconds of fishing through plastic bags, rubber bands, and other miscellaneous things that were hidden under the neat cutlery sorting tray. When his hand came back out of the drawer, there were two orange condom wrappers in between his fingers. He grinned, skipped his way back to Alex, and showed them to her. She pressed a paw against him and used it to push him away and keep some distance between them, “Take off your pants,” said the tigress. Charlie was forced to take a couple of steps back when Alex pushed him with her paw, and once she lowered her paw, he got to work undoing the button and zipper on his pants. He stuck his fingers in between the waistband of his pants and the boxers underneath and pulled them down in one move. He then kicked the discarded clothing as far away as he possibly could and watched as Alex pulled her boyshorts and her black thong off. 

The black fabric that covered just enough for Alex to not be arrested whenever she stepped outside peeled away from her in slow-motion. Charlie’s senses seemed heightened, like a neuron in his brain had been activated. He could hear the slightly damp fabric pull away from the tigress’s fur and skin; it was like listening to Velcro separating, except it was wet and very pleasant.

‘Sssllllllch.’

His thick 9.5-inch uncut dick, which stood out from his pelvis like a plank off the side of a pirate ship, throbbed when he saw her sopping wet bare pussy. His eyes locked on her pussy and he licked his lips, but then his gaze averted to watching her toss aside her black thong onto the kitchen counter. Once her panties were dropped onto the counter, Charlie took two steps forward to stand in front of the tigress again. His fat dick and balls pressed into Alex’s stomach and coaxed her into lying flat on her back. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in closer. His fat mouse balls pressed against her wet pussy and his dick glided over the ultra-soft fur of her belly. Charlie wasted no time in ripping the condom wrapper and pulling the condom out. He placed the bright purple latex crown over his dick head and rolled it over the length of his cock. He used one hand to grip his base while the other pulled the condom down as much as he could. It was most definitely a size too small for him, but it would work. Alex watched as he put the condom on with a smile on her face, and once he rolled the condom down until it couldn’t roll down anymore, she watched it throb and tap against her like she was a drum. 

“That looks a bit tight,” Alex said with a snicker. She lifted her left leg up to snatch the other condom that Charlie had taken out of the drawer in between her toes and curled her tail tip over his left arm endearingly. “You don’t think it’ll break inside?” 

“Hm, it is a little snug, but it should work, they can withstand a lot you know, I saw that Durex ad where they try to cut it with knives.” Charlie rubbed the back of his neck and looked to the side at Alex’s paw that snatched the other condom away from him. His cheeks flushed a soft red again and he held onto Alex’s thigh gently with one hand. “Is this a good idea?” Charlie looked down at his dick and then at Alex. 

The view from below that Alex had wasn’t one she would ever complain about. The perspective allowed her to see most of Charlie, plus the heat he was packing in between his legs. The way it was pointed right at her made her hot both inside and out and her pussy leaked juices onto the mouse’s fluffy balls as a result. 

Feeling the warmth of Alex’s pussy juice seeping into the fluff on his balls made the fur on his shoulders stand up. His dick throbbed more and more and slapped gently against Alex’s belly button over and over again. While Charlie was distracted deciding whether or not he wanted to stick his dick into the tigress raw, Alex directed her attention to the wrapped package making a beat against her like a metronome. She watched it for a few seconds before she reached her right hand out to touch the rubbered-up dick. Her padded digits touched the tip and it throbbed in response. She slowly placed all of her fingers on the massive mouse cock in front of her, feeling his throbs and even his pulse through it. She spread her fingers all over the tip and rubbed them up and down along his length. Charlie, who had been silent while he was considering the options he had, let out a soft moan as he felt the tigress’s nimble fingers touch his dick. Even though he was wrapped in rubber, the touches from the tigress still sent his nerves firing signals to his brain. He turned his attention to his dick and watched as Alex played with it. 

“Hhhhaahh…” He let out a moan as he felt Alex’s fingers circle around his tip. The lube that was pre-applied to the condom helped her fingers glide over it with ease, tickling his foreskin that was directly underneath. His cock throbbed again and did so even harder when the tigress pinched his tip and the little pocket of air meant to catch his seed at the tip of the condom. His eyes widened and he shuddered. “Hhhyyuhhhhh…” Alex moved her fingers over the tip of Charlie’s dick in an octopus-like motion that squeezed his dick and created light suction and a lot of wet noises. 

‘Schlk, schlck, schlck,’ 

Charlie continued to shudder; his breathing became shaky and his grip around the tigress’s thigh tightened. While all this was happening, Alex had a little scheme planned in her head. She knew that Charlie probably wouldn’t be able to decide whether he wanted to go in raw or with a rubber that was at risk of breaking. So, as she moved her hand up and down his length, she gradually dug her claws in. The difference in feel for Charlie was immediate, from soft digits to sharp claws lightly digging into him through the condom that acted as protection from the full force of them. He let out a moan and bucked his hips forward hard, causing Alex’s claws to puncture the condom and for the rubber to snap and tear in multiple places. It happened a little sooner than she planned for it to, but it played right into her hand because now it looked like an accident. 

“Oh no, it ripped,” Alex said, concerned. Charlie quickly snapped out of his moaning mess and looked down at the ripped purple condom that was barely holding onto his dick. There were holes everywhere, the latex having snapped in multiple places. His dick still continued to throb though, and Alex’s hand kept stroking it gently. 

“I think the condom was too small. Might as well just go in raw. Do you feel the warmth of my pussy on your balls? Imagine that, but even better around your dick.” Alex added a few words to persuade the mouse further as she reached her hand down to the base of his dick and grabbed the bottom elastic of the sabotaged condom. With a claw hooked around the rubber, she pulled it off and threw it to the floor. With Charlie’s now bare cock pressed against her stomach, Alex was able to feel how warm he was. And without the condom blocking his natural scent and pheromones, her nose wiggled and danced as she took it in. The light smell of sweat, his natural musk, and maybe a little bit of precum that had leaked from his dick while she played with it made her purr. He smelled good, and she could lay there breathing in his musk all day if she could. She licked her lips and smiled. 

For Charlie, feeling Alex’s soft fur against his bare dick skin was heavenly. She was warm, her purrs vibrated against him like a soft bullet vibrator, and the heat that radiated from her moist pussy was calling his name. The fruity smell of the condom was gone, and now all he could smell was Alex’s pussy, and he couldn’t stand not sticking his dick in there any longer. He needed to dip his stick in that honeypot like Winnie the Pooh, the risks of getting stuck be damned. He pulled his hips back as far as Alex’s leg lock on him would allow. His pussy juice-soaked balls pulled away from Alex and his dick dragged down along her labia until his tip wedged right at her entrance. He rubbed his tip into her juices and smeared the natural lube all over his dick using his hand. He peeled his foreskin back as he rubbed his dick in her fluids and gently pressed his tip against her once he was all shined up. 

Alex watched eagerly as Charlie pulled himself back and dragged his dick along with him. Once his dick was all covered in her juices and ready to push into her, she shifted her gaze to look at his face and nodded, giving him to go-ahead to stick it in. 

Charlie knew that he was well-endowed, so going all the way in right away wasn’t an option for him most of the time. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Alex. Even after he saw her nodding and consenting to his penetration of her pussy, he took it slow. He tightened his grip around Alex’s thighs again and used the grip he had on her to help ease himself in. His tip struggled to gain entry for a few seconds, slipping from between her lips to land on her stomach a few times. But with a firm push, his thick mushroom tip popped into Alex’s tight pussy and made both of them moan. 

“Aaaah…”

“Hhhhaahhh…” 

Charlie left his tip in for a few seconds to allow both Alex and himself to adjust. But Alex was having none of it; she was getting impatient and she had just the way to deal with it. The position of her leg lock around the mouse’s hips was perfect for her to pull him in and get him to slip his dick in deep as physically possible. She wiggled her toes as if to signal to someone what she was about to do, and in one move, she crossed her legs inward and pulled the mouse in closer. Charlie’s eyes went wide as he fumbled forward and his dick slipped deeper. His schlong spread her wide and rubbed against every inch of her inner walls, making her moan softly and smile. 

“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Charlie let out a moan, the feeling of her textured walls gliding over his sensitive dick head and shaft made him shudder and his hips buck. He wasn’t ready; Alex’s pussy was so tight and warm and those purrs she was doing made her whole body vibrate, including her inner bits. Not to mention the clenches every now and again that squeezed his dick even tighter than a pair of slim-fit Levi’s on the morning after Thanksgiving. Even though he had only been inside his tiger friend for a few seconds, he already felt like he was just about to pop. He closed one eye, put one hand at the back of his neck again, and let his dick sit and settle inside Alex’s Gorilla Grip. 

Alex felt full when Charlie’s dick sunk into her. She looked the part, too; her abdomen bulging out slightly to accommodate for Charlie’s way above-average girth. She didn’t look as affected by the mouse’s dick as he was by her pussy, though. But it was only natural, Alex had taken dick more times than Charlie had fucked pussy. She took deep breaths through her nose and exhaled long breaths through her mouth. After a few minutes of having Charlie’s dick just sit warming inside of her, she looked up at him and smiled. “You’re doing great. Feels good, doesn’t it?” Charlie looked down at his dick that was almost completely hidden inside Alex’s cunt, then at Alex, and nodded. “Y-Yeah, it feels amazing. You’re s-so warm…” 

“Now start fucking me, don’t worry, we can go slow if you think you are going to cum quick. You have to get used to the feeling, if you just stay still and then thrust too fast you are going to cum right away,” Alex gave him tips, to which the mouse nodded and followed. Slowly, he pulled himself away from Alex’s hips and pulled his dick out of her. He looked down to watch as his length came out even shinier than when he pushed it in. It was covered in a thicker layer of pussy juice that was hot, like sauna hot. He pulled his dick out until only his tip was left inside Alex, shuddered as he watched her pussy juice leak out, and bit his lip as he pushed himself back inside. His balls pressed against her ass with a gentle pat and he pulled out to do it all over again. Faster and a little harder, this time his balls smacked gently against her with a louder pat. Then when he pulled out again, the sensation of her clenching around him made him buck his hips and slam his way back into her. This time his balls slapped against her ass hard.

‘Plap!’ 

“Hhhhaaaah… That’s it, Charlie. Keep g-going…” Alex moaned. 

Charlie took Alex’s words to heart and kept going, steadily increasing his pace and the strength he put behind his thrusts. He thrusted in and out of her, bouncing her on the table and causing the table to screech and squeak as it slid a few inches across the kitchen floor. He moved his hands down to hold her tightly at the waist as he slammed himself into her over and over at an increasingly high pace. He moaned, squeaked, and panted as he drilled into her harder than construction workers drilling tunnels under the city for a new metro line. The harder he thrusted, the better it felt for both him and Alex. Alex’s pussy got so wet that there was a splash of her juices that went all over each time he slammed into her. 

‘Plap! Scchkll. Plap! Schllllk. Plap!’ 

‘Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!’ 

“Charlie!” Alex howled out as he continued piledriving his dick into that tight tiger coochie. 

‘Plap! Plap! Plap!’

“Charlie.” 

“Chaaaaaaaarlie.”

‘Snap. Snap. Snap.’

“Helloooooooooo. Earth to Charlie. Are you there?” Alex called out to her friend and snapped her fingers in front of his face. Charlie’s ears flickered and he blinked. “Huh? Wh-What?” Dazed and confused, Charlie raised his eyebrows and looked around; he was at the hair salon where he worked, Alex was next to him, and his coworker Angela stood across from him giving him a very weird look. “Yeah?” Charlie blinked rapidly a few more times and shook his head. 

“Angela here is still wondering if we’re dating,” Alex nudged her head in the direction of the vixen. “And I said that you were gay. Are you alright? You look like you left your body for a second there.” Alex put a hand on his shoulder and looked at him with a concerned expression. Charlie shook his head again. “Yeah, I am fine, sorry, I just kind of tuned out for a second there. Didn’t get much sleep last night.” 

“Angela thinks we’re dating,” Alex repeated herself. 

The mouse turned his attention to Angela and continued to shake his head. “Oh, yeah, no. I am gay. Very gay… Like wow, dick and balls…” He rubbed the back of his head shyly and smiled. “Just a good friend who gives me a ride haha.” He laughed nervously and looked down at his crotch in the most incognito way that he could. His dick was getting hard; oh no. 

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