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This story was written as Day 23 of Kinktober 2019 for Circuit. Today's theme was Autofellatio, and the story contains solo sexiness involving a consenting adult male.

The Only Way to Play

For Theodore, there was only one way to play video games. He could do it on a more short term basis, for just an hour or so on an evening or between social obligations, but most often the rat liked to wait until he had a whole day off to really, truly indulge. He'd get everything ready in advance, setting up a little den for himself in front of the large TV in his apartment's living room; soft cushions laid out on the floor with a plate of cookies or some candy and a bottle of soda with a re-useable straw resting nearby. He'd pick out a couple of games, usually across a couple of different consoles, depending on what kind of mood he was in, and then, before anything else, he would strip off any clothes that he happened to be wearing at that moment in time, and stretch. For a good fifteen minutes he would stand in the living room and stretch out his already lithe, limber body, reaching down to touch his toes, bending back to form an arched bridge, wrapping his legs around the back of his head and increasingly performing more intense and flexible feats to ensure that his body was ready to spend the day resting in one very particular position while he enjoyed many, many hours of gaming.

Inevitably of course, as he stretched and prepared himself in his naked state, the brown and white patched rat's body would respond and ready itself in other ways. His cock rose, swelling to full and substantial arousal, and by the time Theo settled himself down amidst his cushions and turned on his PS4 with the intent of beginning the day with some Call of Duty, he was rock hard, eight inches from base to tip, and already dripping a little; his heavy, fluffy furred balls primed and ready to perform their own duty in aid of their body's overall relaxation. Before turning on the game itself and starting to play though, before pushing past any loading screens and digging into the actual multiplayer which he hoped to spend at least a couple of hours enjoying, Theo did what he always did when he was going to spend time gaming. Theo did what his body compelled him eagerly to do, and what since he had first realised he could do it, he hadn't spent a single solo gaming session without doing.

He spread his legs out in front of him, bowed his upper body forward to bend and circle it around over his lower half, before soon using his tail to prop his lower body up while rocking his hips backwards, and lifting his legs up around the back of his head, pulling his neck down towards his crotch, and engulfing his erect cock not just slightly, but to the very hilt down the back of his throat. Only then did he begin to play, and from the very first moment that his hands reached out and grasped the controller, eyes peering up over his cock-filled, self-fellating muzzle while his tail and legs held him comfortably in place amidst the cushions, he began to suckle upon himself, and to gurgle and moan in gleeful, wonderfully relaxed pleasure.

For over an hour Theo gently but constantly worked his cock within his muzzle as he played, occasionally granting himself an extra rush of pleasure with a particular firm moment of suckling or some gloriously stimulating tongue action, but most of the time just casually, steadily working himself to a state of near-orgasm, and tenderly holding himself there. On screen Theo's soldiers died over and over again. He heard teammates yelling in frustration as they succumbed to the enemy side's tactics, and at one point even found himself pinned down so that basically every time his character spawned anew, it was immediately mowed down by a member of the enemy team before he could make any meaningful progress. Apparently this sort of thing was meant to frustrate gamers. To provoke salt, rage, even heated gamer moments. But for the rat, he couldn't imagine being frustrated by his games. He couldn't imagine spending hours dedicated to something that would frustrate him and anger him, when instead he could be spending that same time devoted to an activity that was not only fun and entertaining, but felt so, so good too.

Of course, even for Theo there were moments playing games like Call of Duty and other multiplayer shooters when no matter how good a time he was trying to have, others would seek to spoil the fun. People playing music loudly and obnoxiously over their open mics, or yelling obscenities and much worse at their teammates not even due to mistakes they'd made, but just 'for the lulz' while they were there. Rather than letting himself get annoyed or aggravated by them though, Theo simply muted the volume on his TV for a few minutes, and to erase any lingering memory of those people's unnecessarily harsh or offensive words, began to suckle harder upon his cock. The rat's toes curled, and his eyes fluttered as he fought to remained focused on the game. He huffed, whimpered and gurgled around his own cock, and before long as he pushed himself past that steady plateau of near ecstasy which turned so much of his gaming time into a soothing, heavenly haze, and all the way to the very pinnacle of what his body had to offer.

A muffled squeaking, a giddy, gurgling moan and several moments during which his character failed to move or make any meaningful actions upon the glowing TV screen announced the culmination of Theo's relaxing efforts. His balls ached and his cock throbbed as he painted the insides of his throat with hot, copious ribbons of cum, gulping it all down to his belly while he huffed and grunted and suckled hungrily, giddily upon his own erection. Such was the volume of his first release of the day that before he was done it began to overflow somewhat, to ooze and dribble out between his lips as Theo's eyes bulged and he worked harder and harder still to keep up with the flow, unable to think, unable to breath, unable to do anything but cum and swallow that same sweet, wonderful seed all at once.

Within a minute or so, he was done. At least, temporarily so. But as in the wake of his orgasm his mind was flooded with endorphins and his body relaxed in its afterglow, thus when he returned to his game he did so with a fresh and re-invigorated mind, playing it muted for a few more minutes until he could enjoy the sensation of his tongue and lips and throat around his recently spent but still firm, still erect and twitching cock once more, and dared to risk the horrors of the voice chat once more.

Eventually of course, either due to a simple waning of his interest as the same maps began to repeat themselves over and over again in the line-up or the repeated presence of other people who seemed intent on disrupting rather than playing the game, Theo would switch to a single player, more light-hearted game. One of his favourites, usually something on the Switch or even his old 3DS. It was then, on the days he had set aside just for gaming, that the true extent of his unique brand of gaming's fun would begin. After all, with no high stress moments to have to save himself for, Theo found himself free to push himself over the edge as often as he liked as he gathered crops in Stardew Valley or sought to push another support rank up to S in Fire Emblem. There was no pressure, just relaxed, casual joy as he bred and wonder traded off some of his favourite Pokemon in Ultra Moon, and over the next few hours went through cycles of relaxation just resting with his semi-stiff cock lingering in his maw, suckling upon it every thirty seconds or so until it began to react again, then upping those efforts until with a fresh bout of squeals, gurgles and whimpers, he flooded his muzzle and further filled his belly with rich, creamy cum once more.

How many times Theo came that day, how many orgasms accompanied his hours of gaming interrupted only briefly by moments of untangling his limbs for a quick bathroom break or simply pulling his cock free of his muzzle to nibble at his snacks and take a quick drink of water, the rat simply never tried to count. What he did know however was that by the time he untangled himself at around six PM, his belly was gurgling and his back was aching just a little. And thus, the plan for the rest of his day fell so easily into place. A luxurious bubble bath, then some take-away feasted upon on the couch while watching something on twitch or youtube. And then... the rat blushed, giggling to himself at the naughty thought that crossed his mind in that moment.

Then, shameless and lewd and totally over-indulgent as it was... he might check out some porn before bed, and jerk off! After all, gaming all day was all well and good, especially when enjoyed in Theo's personal and rather uniquely pleasant way. But after a long day of engaging his blissed out brain with countless other worlds and activities through gaming, sometimes Theo found himself craving the calming, mindless satisfaction that only a good old fashioned orgasm could provide.

By Jeeves

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