FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The campus was quiet during the night. Most students were busy studying or had gone to sleep while others preferred to spend their time with some less lucrative activities; such as browsing the net or chatting online.

Down the corridor, the third door to the left was unlocked. Inside, the grey rodent sat down on a large chair with his legs folded against him and his bare feet resting on the edge, big rounded ears slightly folded back and whiskered muzzle pointed to the screen, reading the messages some people were sending him back and forth albeit being a bit tired. Reaching out a single hand to the keyboard, he typed - fairly fast in fact - but kept his face hidden under his free arm with just his green eyes showing above.

Amprat

"Well... I have a bit of time. What do you want to do?"

Bestrat

"Zombies?"

Amprat

"Nah. Not feeling like it."

Bestrat

"League, then?"

Amprat

"Fine, but just one game."

He moved the arrow on the screen to set himself busy, before opening a launcher on the desktop. When the game was running, he slowly moved his feet off the chair, and moved closer to crack his knuckles and get ready for a duo lane game with his friend.

It went well... except for one lane that didn't seem to understand the concept of cooperative multiplayer game. All in all, the match lasted about thirty minutes and he was victorious, having one of the top scores with most gold and kills.

Amprat

"Good game."

Bestrat

"Sucks that the top laner was such a kid."

Amprat

"Yeah, but we still won, so don't worry about it."

When he checked the people online, he saw a name in particular and grinned.

Amprat

"I am going to do some chores. I will be back later."

Bestrat

"Alright, man. See you later."

He minimized the window, and clicked on the name he saw popping online earlier when he finished the game. Instead of being lazy about it, he actually used both hands to type and his long tail betrayed him a little too with a flick behind him.

Amprat

"Right on time."

BigCroc37

"Yep, I just got off from work too."

Amprat

"So, want me to turn on the camera?"

BigCroc37

"Please. I have waited all day for this."

Amprat

"Just a sec. I will set the mic too."

Even if he seemed a bit apathetic, he had been looking forward to this all day too. Some time ago, he found the other man online in a chat, and since then he had been enjoying showing off for him. At first, he was afraid that feeling adventurous would have a big impact on his habits of studying, or that the stranger would submit any of his pictures of videos around, but part of him also wanted this.

He adjusted the camera on top of the monitor screen, and then did a few tests on his own chatbox to make sure that he had it up and running. Afterwards, he shared the video with the other man, and even if he was the only one with a camera, he didn't need a visual image to know that his online friend would be enjoying the show.

Amprat

"Here we go again, hm? What would you like to see today?"

Suddenly he felt self-conscious that he didn't look very nice. The rat brought a hand up to fix his green hair, and smiled in an awkward manner before leaning in.

BigCroc37

"Everything, of course."

Amprat

"Everything, huh? Well, we can start with this..."

Already knowing what the other man wanted to see, he stood up from his big chair and with an expression that looked almost eager, he reached down his shaky hands and undid his pants. "Fuck. Almost ripped them off." He said to himself. In his eagerness, he almost dug a new hole in his new pants with his claws. Sighing in relief, he proceeded with the little teasing and held the waistband of his underwear with his thumbs.

"Do you like my boxers?" He said with a smile.

"Oh they look really good on you."

He smiled as he read that, and offered a side view of his underwear, tugging them down a bit to show only his bare hip before he saw another message popping up.

"One day you will need to mail a pair over."

The thought of mailing a pair of his underwear to a stranger was, somehow erotic. He could imagine the other man sniffing or even using it as a ragdoll for the masturbation. He felt a bit of a blush on the tip of his ears, but was not time to be fantasizing when there was some stripping to do.

Smirking, he sensually rubbed the shape of his ass, and pulled down his boxers, leaving him completely naked from the waist down to the male.

Was he really going to do this again, even if he wasn't going to get much in return? The question he barely dared to ask himself was answered when he moved up to rest his knees in the chair and faced away, so the webcam would get a clear shot of his ass. His legs were slightly spread and he ran a finger along the cheeks, before grasping the base of his tail and holding it up.

"Fuck, that's a nice ass."

If he could get more than some praises on his ass, that would be great; a touch, a breathing against his neck... anything. However, even without the physical interaction, he started to really get into it. Amp spread his legs a little wider and rested his chin against the top of the seat, carefully moving his fingers around his asscrack to show his pucker. Again, he felt a bit ashamed, the blood rushed to his cheeks and ears really fast, but he closed his eyes and imagined that he would be rewarded with a nice dicking after the show. That almost did it. His mouth was hanging open a bit, and his tongue lolled out. Then, suddenly, a loud ringtone broke his trance and he glanced over his shoulder since it was coming from the speakers.

The crocodile didn't put away the phone in a moment like this, really? That caught him by surprise and wasn't sure if the call would be anything important or if he could keep going until he heard the male's gruff voice again.

"Ah, sorry about that. You keep going, stud."

He nodded, and to add to the momentum - and likely to the croc's arousal - he rubbed down his left asscheek, pulled away his hand from it then went down fast again to slap himself. It was a loud slap, he made sure the microphone would have been able to capture it, and he felt a bit like he was playing a role that generally didn't suit him. Then again, that male was very persuasive. He might not have seen him on video but he had seen pictures and - if he wasn't being fooled - the reptile was a hot motherfucker. So probably if the man asked him to jump, he would ask how high. Somehow he felt like it was the right thing to do.

There wasn't much more he could do without a toy nearby or a good idea, so he slapped his ass a few times, and moaned for the crocodile's pleasure. He was waiting for a new order, or he would just keep spanking himself for a while.

"Mmm... try a little fingering there, dude."

That thought was already dancing through his head, so he didn't need further encouragement to begin fingering his ass. His arousal was not obvious but he was pressing it up against the chair, and sometimes wished that he had a third hand to reach down and touch himself because he was keeping his ass spread with one hand and fingering with the other. Pressing his chest flat against the chair, he moaned quietly, adding a second and then a third finger in.

As he worked his ass open, he no longer was on this world. Pleasure filled his mind, and the fact that he knew that someone was watching him just made it better.

"Fuck. That's a nice show." The crocodile said.

Amp was having a great moment alone, his fingers reached deep to massage his prostate and he was panting again. He was so excited, his face wasn't visible but he knew he had a really stupid blissful expression that he would hate seeing in a different moment. His webcam still had a perfect view of everything, and he started to writhe back and forth in bliss.

He wanted to cum but he didn't hear the croc giving him permission for that yet. So he edged himself, more and more. Minutes had passed and he didn't even notice, until he decided to glance over his shoulder to check if the crocodile was still there.

"Aah... fucking... great. He went offline and left me like this. Nnngh.." The rat huffed, and just worked himself up until he would be able to orgasm.

Since he no longer needed to keep his ass spread, he finally grabbed his dick, but the moment his fingers touched it he felt his orgasm hit him. Obeying a primal urge to release, he arched his back and let it happen. Amp groaned out loud as jets of sticky cum shot out from his dick and made a mess on the expensive gaming chair. He would worry later about cleaning it up, because his mind was blank for a few seconds, and during the afterglow all he could do was regain his breathing.

The rat wasn't upset at the male for leaving him hanging. He still thought that something happened, and when he wanted to ask but he saw twenty-six new messages blinking on a different conversation.

Curiously, he clicked on the conversation and then he felt not just his ears turn red, but his whole face when he read a few of the messages.

Bestrat

"Why you wanna go on camera."

Bestrat

"YOU LEFT THE CAMERA ON!!"

Bestrat

"Oh my..."

Bestrat

"Alright, I am not complaining but... dude! Say something!"

Bestrat

"That was... really something."

Fuck. Twitch saw everything. He didn't test the webcam on his own chat after all!