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This story was written for Liion as Day #9 of Kinktober 2018. Today's kink was "Micro" and the story contains M/M sex between consenting adults of substantially differing sizes. ^^

Turning the Tiny Tables

"Ikenna, are you... are you blushing?"

Charlie called out loudly to the lion as he stood upon his chest, the tiger's barely four inch tall form placing his hands on his hips and cocking his head playfully to one side. Upon the tiger's shrunken body, his cock stood proud and erect out from his fluffy white torso, and as he turned around he could clearly see the regular sized lion's own shaft standing up from Ikenna's body, throbbing and twitching slightly as the other feline did indeed feel his cheeks burning hot.

"N-no. I mean, yes, but..."

Ikenna's cheeks glowed hotter, redder still as he squirmed while staring down at the tiger. A dozen times or more he had been in Charlie's position, standing upon the other man's chest with his tiny body primed and ready to unleash all sorts of blissful fun upon his lover. And not just with Charlie, either. Many more times he had been with others. Other lovers with whom he had shared and experienced countless wonderful things. Truthfully when it came to being shrunken down for lewd, fun purposes, Ikenna was probably something of an expert. Yet now, with the tables turned and Charlie the one who was tiny, the lion felt very, very exposed and powerless despite his comparably vast size.

"...I'm not used to being on this side of things. N-not used to... to the idea of letting you do what you want to do, to me."

Grinning from ear to tiny ear, Charlie trotted up the length of Ikenna's chest where the lion lay upon his bed. He scrambled up the fur of Ikenna's neck and chin, and soon as the lion blushed and squirmed the tiger was straddling his face, eyes level with his own while a portion of the tiger's naked, aroused form lay across his softly panting muzzle.

"Do you want me to tell you what to do, then?"

At that, Ikenna's eyes widened and a mewling gasp escaped his lips. He shuddered, and tried not to make it too obvious to the tiger that a rather large glistening string of pre-cum had just launched itself from his cock at the mere idea of that four inch micro commanding him rather than simply touching him.

"Stick out your tongue, Ike."

The lion shuddered, but he nodded and slowly, carefully began to extend his tongue out beneath where the tiger was straddling his face.

"Good, now shuffle up a bit. Sit up and let me... y'know, let me sit on it."

Being led, guided, controlled movement by movement by the tiny tiger, Ikenna did as he was being asked by his four inch companion. Within a few seconds he was propped up against the headboard of the bed with pillows comfortably resting all around him, and then he was moaning as Charlie slid down over the bridge of his muzzle and came to rest sitting upon Ikenna's tongue, body facing towards the lion's flushed, panting maw. The lion's tongue was rough and wet, and as he felt Charlie beginning to rub his body back and forth against it, humping towards his muzzle but really just rubbing his thighs, his balls and of course his rock hard cock against the far larger male's tongue, he growled in abject delight. He began to purr uncontrollably as he watched and felt Charlie start to hump against him, and as a rather blissful expression of obvious pleasure crossed the tiger's perfect little features, a similar look crossed Ikenna's face as one of his hands drifted down to his crotch and grasped his own barbed erection.

Once Charlie had actually gotten started of course, and once Ikenna had begun to masturbate himself enough to flood his body with precisely the sort of sex-fuelled hormones that were able to put even the most intense nerves to rest for a brief while, the action being shared between them ceased to be quite so one sided in terms of the tiger's control. Ikenna's lips pursed. He tilted his head back a little, and slowly but surely he began to withdraw his tongue. In less than thirty seconds Charlie was moaning as he found himself no longer humping Ikenna's tongue, but thrusting, bucking urgently in between the lion's tender lips as he panted and gasped at the far softer, more supple flesh welcoming his cock with every stroke. For the lion himself meanwhile, the idea of being muzzle-fucked by a micro was a revelation. Ikenna's hand flew urgently up and down his cock, and as Charlie humped faster and faster at his face, huffing and growling in relentless pleasure with every pumping action of his hips, the lion's own body reacted ever more intensely in return.

"Aaaah! A-aah... god, Ike. I'm gonna... fuck..."

The micro's soft voice drifted up to the lion's sharp ears, and Ikenna's eyes rolled back in his head as he began to work his own cock harder within the grasp of his paw. When Charlie had first expressed interest in being the one to shrink down as part of their play he had imagined this moment rather differently, their first climax together coming with Charlie licking and rubbing his cock with the length of his tiny body just like how Ikenna had first made Charlie cum when their situations had been reversed. Now though, with the micro's legs clamped down around the sides of his muzzle while the tiger feverishly humped and fucked his face, Ikenna couldn't have asked for it to go any other way. He lay beneath the four inch micro, effectively letting himself be dommed by the tiny iger, and he loved it. His cock strained and his balls ached, every bit as close to release as Charlie even if he couldn't open his muzzle to announce it. He purred, growled, grunted as the tiger's thrusts against his maw grew all the more frantic and out of sync, a sure-fire sign of impending orgasm no matter the size of the body in question. Carefully he raised his free hand to his face, and caressed the length of Charlie's back. A single fingertip lingered upon the tiger's buttocks, and rubbed, caressed, applied the gentlest pressure to push Charlie forward, to further drive his micro-scale cock between Ikenna's own soft, eagerly pursed and waiting lips.

"Yes!"

The tiger roared. Tiny claws dug into the sides of Ikenna's snout, barely large enough to break the skin, and only then did Ikenna open his muzzle just enough to let his tongue sweep forward, its rough, saliva glistening length dragging itself across the underside of Charlie's cock and balls alike even as his companion was already howling to the heavens with his orgasmic release.

"Ike!! Aaaaaaahfuck, I-Ike! Yes!"

As loud as his tiny form could permit, Charlie roared and howled in the wild fury of his orgasm as he lashed the lion's tongue with ribbon after ribbon of sticky, glistening cum that amounted only to a mere fraction of a teaspoon in actual volume. The lack of his cum did nothing to diminish the effect of his climax though, certainly not to the tiger himself as his body shook, humped and trembled against the lion beneath him, and not even to Ikenna himself. His cries, his quivering, the tangible twitching of that tiny cock against his tongue and the oh so fainted taste of salty-sweet, familiar cum, it was more than enough a dozen times over to make Ikenna lose control right alongside Charlie.

"Mnnh... a-aaahh!"

Trying not to open his muzzle, not to cry out in a way that could leave Charlie humping and quivering over a toothy chasm, Ikenna's back arched off the bed and he shuddered as he felt his own cum raining down across his torso in thick, abundant streaks. The lion rode out his own orgasm listening and feeling Charlie enduring his, revelling in the pleasure together with his micro companion. His face was more flushed than even beneath his rich, deep brown mane, and with every growl, every spurt of cum to lash across his own fur and even squeeze of his hand around his pleasure-stricken cock, that glow became less one of embarrassment and nervousness, and more one of pure glee. He had seen many lovers sharing in exactly what he was feeling right now, but until this second he had never realised just how strongly the trust between a micro and their lover went both ways. He had always had total trust and faith in the lovers he'd been with as a micro, convinced that they wouldn't harm him with their actions and thus able to throw himself headlong into anything and everything he shared with them. But until today he had never been truly able to realise just how much trust went the other way, and how much their shared passion relied on the larger of the pair having the same implicit trust in their micro lover to look after them, too.

Now though, he was beginning to understand. He was beginning to find that trust, and allow himself to further loosen up as a result. And because of that fact, even though his first orgasm of the day was already beginning to wane while the tiger straddling his muzzle fell limp and satisfied against him, Ikenna found himself growling in longing to his spent, softly purring micro companion. He found himself growling in lust, in desire even now, because with that trust freshly surging through his heart and mind alike, Ikenna wanted to experience more with the tiny tiger. Much, much more.

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That evening, Ikenna lay flat upon the couch with one leg swung over its back and the other dangling towards the floor. His eyes were wide and glazed, his chest heaving, and his belly-fur streaked with cum from his already softening cock.

Blankly, happily, Ikenna stared up at the ceiling, and even as he felt the last of his arousal ebbing away into pure contentment and weary fatigue, his mind drifted back over the day that had followed that first experience of sharing himself with the micro-sized form of Charlie. His toes curled as he remembered the unbearably intense sensation of the tiger's micro-sized but still barbed cock pressing itself against the urethral opening of his own erection, sounding him, fucking his own cock to the smallest degree given the limited size of Charlie's erection, but still doing enough to drive Ikenna utterly wild and to result in an orgasm that had propelled Charlie several inches skyward upon a geyser of the lion's own cum. His eyes rolled back as he recalled their first shower of the day, a fourth no doubt destined in his future as he let a trembling hand drift over his sticky, cum-stained belly fur. Whatever shower followed his recovery though, it wouldn't be nearly as enjoyable as that first one. As washing himself, cleansing himself of all the stickiness already resting upon his body while shuddering, blushing, feeling Charlie exploring inside his ass for the very first time, and eventually seeking out the lion's prostate in a way that had very nearly made him cum utterly hands free.

Though he tried, Ikenna's cheeks flushed as he realised he'd actually lost count of how many times he'd cum that day. Was it eight? Nine? God, had he actually cum ten times in less than twelve hours? He whimpered, overwhelmed by the very thought of such excess even though he had just finished living it barely a couple of minutes ago.

He heard shuffling. Motion from across the room, and a short while later Ikenna moaned softly as the fully sized form of Charlie peered over the couch, glancing down at Ikenna with a playful grin as he held up a bowl of toffee popocorn.

"We could probably do with a little energy boost after that, huh?"

The no longer shrunken tiger, who just a few minutes earlier had eagerly proven to Ikenna that small or big he was still capable of making the lion roar in ecstasy, circled the couch and stared pointedly at the side of it where Ikenna's feet were currently sprawled. The lion blushed, and somehow managed to drag himself into an upright, sitting position. Charlie flopped down next to him, and immediately Ikenna began to purr as one hand of the tiger's began to caress his soft furred, slightly sticky chest, while the other reached up with a few pieces of popcorn clutched between its fingers, and fed them to the fatigued feline.

"So, what's the verdict? Do you prefer being the small one, or... could we maybe start taking turns more often?"

Charlie laid his head on Ikenna's shoulder as he posed that playful question to the spent, satisfied lion. Ikenna smiled, and leaned his head back against Charlie's own with a deeper purr while he crunched on the rich, sweet popcorn.

"I... I still really like being tiny, myself."

Ikenna murmured softly, turning his head a little and kissing Charlie on the forehead.

"But, after today? A-after... after you? I think... yeah. I think I'd really like to try this some more. T-to try being the big one again. I mean, s-so... so long as you're the small."

By Jeeves

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