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The click of the lock opening, followed by the front door swinging open and then slamming shut, resounded through the small apartment. "Hey." The familiar voice could barely be heard over the sounds of hacking and slashing from the tv, but the young man curled up on the couch still grunted in answer even if his staring eyes never left the screen. He heard a sigh, the loud thump of a book bag being tossed with petulant carelessness against the wall near the apartment door, and then padding footsteps that ended in a creak of protest from the couch as a new weight dropped onto it with a grunt of its own.

That didn't sound good.

His sore fingers paused the game they'd been tirelessly working to beat over the past hour, and then set the controller aside. His long, coiled, black-scaled lower body and tail shifted underneath him as he turned towards the figure that was sulking in the depths of its worn grey hoodie net to him. His forked tongue flicked out to taste the air; a nervous habit he'd tried without any success to stop now that he was in college. Rat. Male, with a strong coating of cold, clammy sweat. And underneath that, a distinct undertone of cheep beer and cigarette smoke. "So... how'd it go?" The hiss in the snake's low, twanging voice made the other young man beside him flinch, but his gentle tone drew a brown-furred snout and twitching pink nose out from the loose hood.

"Horrible."

"That bad, huh?" Austin, the snake--Texas ratsnake; and yes, he'd heard all the cracks about both his name and his current living situation, thank you very much--reached out to set a hand on his roommate's shoulder. His voice became light and jovial as he gave the thin, bony expanse under the thick material a squeeze and a few pats. "Well, yer here in one piece, so that's somethin'."

"Mm." The rat just curled further into himself as the twitching of his nose intensified. "Couldn't even say anything to them. Just stood there with my beer like the dumbfuck I am. At least before that asshole bumped into me..."

Austin glanced down at the massive, still-damp stain down the front of the rat's hoodie. He hummed in thought while continuing to massage the other male's shoulder. "Sorry Ricky, but looks like you got wallflower syndrome." The snake nodded sagely. "Terminal at frat parties."

"Oh, like you'd know." The rat, Ricky--and yes, he too had heard all the cracks about his name and current living situation, thank you very much--finally poked his head out enough to glare at Austin with one beady eye. "Didn't even come with me for backup."

"Hey, hey, frats ain't my thing." The snake held his hands up as he fended off his roommate's accusatory stare. "Ain't in the mood fer bein' a social butterfly, 'specially at this time a' year." He didn't even spare a glance at the cold, steel-grey sky visible from the windows in the apartment's main room.

"Yeah, well, looks like they aren't my thing, either." Ricky let out a long, deep sigh, and started tugging his hoodie off. He seemed to struggle getting it over his head, and the snake couldn't stop his eyes from wandering over the rat's bare torso as Ricky's t-shirt rode up. His gaze darted back to the tv when the rodent finally managed to pull the problematic article off and tossed it aside, only to settle back on the couch with another sigh. "At this point, I'm never getting laid..."

Austin couldn't help it. That declaration, along with the forlorn, kicked-puppy look on his roommate's face, was just too much. He tried to hide his snort behind a cough, and the upward twitching of his lips behind his hand, but Ricky still looked over to him with another petulant glare; which only made the snake's body shake with further suppressed laughter.

"It's not funny! That was my only chance, and I fucking blew it...!"

"Ricky, yer soundin' like a bad 80's movie."

"Easy for you to say, you're... you're not out there trying to get with girls. You don't know what it's like." The rat crossed his arms over his chest with a huff, and further slouched into the couch to sulk. "You walk up being nice and trying to talk to them, but they just give you that disgusted look like they can smell the virgin on you. If you aren't a fuckin' six-foot chad, you're fuckin' invisible or a joke to them..."

"And now yer soundin' like those guys on the internet." Austin reached out to sling an arm over his roommate's shoulders, pulling the scrawny rat against his side; Ricky struggled a bit, but eventually groaned and huffed and gave up in the face of the snake's firm, insistent grip. "Look, you'll get plenty a' chances down the line. Fish in the sea n' all that." He looked down to the other guy; the rodent was huddled against his side, and he could feel the slow rise and fall of Ricky's chest. The faint vibration of the rat's heartbeat. The warmth of the smaller male's body furry body radiating into his scales even through their clothes. Austin cleared his throat, ignoring the faint twinge in his gut, and continued. "I'm sure if you'd jus' take a look around, you'll find plenty a' g- er, people that wanna have fun with ya."

Now it was the rat's turn to snort. "Please. Look at me, man." He jerked himself out of the snake's grip and turned on the couch to face the Austin. "I'm just a fugly little nobody."

Austin was looking. He was looking at the rise of Ricky's skinny-fat potbelly peeking out from under the rodent's t-shirt. He was looking at Ricky's thin chest and scrawny limbs and the shaggy, but soft and warm fur visible under his clothes. He was looking at the baggy jeans that hid what he knew were slim, supple legs and thigh, the cute, long-toed paws at the end of each limb, and the bulge under the other young man's fly. He cleared his throat, looking away as the twinge in his gut became a fluttering his chest; he could only thank his cold blood and dark coloration and hard-plated scales for ensuring he couldn't visibly blush. "Idunno, man. Plenty a people'd probably say yer cute." The fact that one of those people was sitting right next to the rat went unsaid.

"Pfft, right."

"I'm serious, Ricky. Yer..." Cute. Adorable. Sexy, even. During the just-over-half-year they'd spent as roommates, Austin had started to call Ricky those words and many more in his head. He didn't want to come off a predator or anything--again, he'd heard all the cracks; and it didn't help that Ricky had been jumpy and nervous around him the entire first month they'd lived together--but he couldn't help himself. The snake had started peeking at Ricky while he was changing or going to the bathroom or stepping out from a steamy shower in just a towel. He'd even rummaged through Ricky's dirty laundry a few times, digging for and shamefully huffing the rat's sweat-and-musk-stinking briefs, and had started thinking about the other male whenever he found a private moment to jerk off.

Austin had a crush on his roommate.

"What? What am I?" Ricky was still scowling at him.

"An idiot who's lettin' one time gettin' turned down turn 'im into a goddamn incel." The words were harsh, and Austin flinched at the feeling of them on his flicking tongue, but they needed to be said.

"It's not just one time, it's every time!" Ricky's fists clenched, and one of them slammed down on the arm of the couch. "Ow!" The rat yelped in pain and nursed the aching side of his hand, still breathing heavily. As his roommate muttered darkly to himself, Austin reached out to set a careful hand on the rodent's back. And when Ricky didn't pull away, the reptile began to rub over the hunched expanse in soothing circles.

"...Ya done?"

Another quiet grunt, followed by an even quieter sniffle. "I... I'm just..."

"Desperate?"

"...Yeah." The rat deflated further into himself, all of his storming rage and frustration and self-loathing being blown out in one gusty sigh.

"Well if that's the case, why don'tcha jus' do it with someone willin' to help a guy out?"

Ricky let out another snort. "Like who?"

Austin opened his mouth, and then shut it. If his snout had been shaped to let him bite his lip, he would have. The snake suddenly found himself walking--slithering? Perched with his tail wrapped around?--a tightrope. For a moment he was back home, where admitting to those kind of desires probably wouldn't get you killed anymore, but could still lose you plenty of who you thought had been good friends. Ricky hadn't ever shown any particular hostility toward the idea of two guys together, and had seemed to pick up that Austin was at the very least not interested in girls, but the rodent had always only indicated that he was straight. Did Austin really want to bring the idea up, and risk losing every bit of camaraderie that had been built up between the two of them?

His silence seemed to be an answer in itself, because Ricky turned to look at him again. "Dude...?"

The snake gulped, trying to wet his suddenly-dry throat. "Well, I mean..."

To his credit, Ricky didn't bat Austin's hand away and start screaming obscenities at him, or pull away from the snake in disgust, or bolt to his room and lock the door. However, the rat's black, shiny eyes did widen as he flinched under the other young man's touch, and Austin swore he could see the idea of doing one--maybe all three--of those things darting around behind them. The pair stayed frozen for a long moment, and then Ricky spoke. "Dude, that's gay."

"Hey, it ain't gay if balls don't touch, right? And..." After a moment of hesitation, Austin decided to push forward; in for a penny, in for a pound. His lower body and tail shifted underneath him once more, and he leaned back a bit to show the taut-lipped slit in his cream-scaled underbelly to the rat; like all other snakes he'd met, Austin would hide his genital vent with a tail-wrap tied around his 'waist' while he was out on the town or in class, but while he was home it was unnoticeable enough that he didn't feel the need to cover up. And with everything tucked away, he could probably go around the apartment completely naked; but, as he was at that moment, he usually wore at least a t-shirt for his roommate's sake. "...I don't have any balls, so..." Not on the outside, at least.

Ricky was looking. The rat's gaze was locked onto the lips of his slit. Austin's breath quickened as his heart raced; Ricky had never complained about the snake keeping his lower body and tail uncovered--hadn't even seemed to notice there was anything there to complain about--but now his roommate was staring right at his crotch; well, pubic expanse since the snake didn't have legs, but details. And if he didn't know any better, Austin would swear that was a hint of a red flush showing through the fur of the rat's ears and at the tip of his snout. Then the rat looked away and raised up a paw to block the sight. "Come on, man, put that away. I don't wanna see your junk..."

"You don't have to." With the hand that wasn't on the rat's shoulder, Austin reached down to lift the hem of his shirt and show off more of his stomach. Brushed a fingertip over the softer scales of his underbelly. Traced the length of his slit, feeling the dewy fluids already gathering in its cleft. "Everything's all inside, so... it's kinda like a pussy." He could feel another flinch from his roommate at the word, but the rodent's own hand lowered. Ricky was looking again; he was watching as Austin rubbed his genital vent and spread it open to reveal the puckered all-in-one hole hidden by the soft-scaled lips. And as the rat stared, Austin's finger circled around his entrance and then pushed inside; the reptile grunted when his own digit sank into him--just like it had so many times when he'd pleasured himself to thoughts of other guys--and stretched his inner walls as it delved down to the knuckle. "...Can get pretty deep in there."

For a moment, the snake worried that he was pushing things too far, too fast. Then he looked to his roommate and saw the expression on Ricky's face. Slack-jawed, his nose twitching as the sharp scent of reptilian arousal joined the pungent funk of a pair of guys hanging out. Wide-eyed, his gaze locked onto Austin's finger as it moved in and out of the snake's slit. Captivated; if Austin didn't know any better, he'd say the rat was interested.

"...So?"

Ricky jerked out of his stupor, and their eyes met. Then, once more, the rat looked away; yeah, that was definitely a flush burning on his snout and ears. "Dude... Austin... you really want to...?"

Austin hesitated for just a moment before pushing things further. The hand that was rubbing over Ricky's shoulders and back moved downward. His fingers slipped under the hem of the rat's shirt. He watched his roommate's face carefully as he lifted the loose garment to stroke through the fur on Ricky's side and back. "...Yeah. If you wanna, then I'll help ya, Ricky. I'll do anythin' you want." He let the words hang in the air as he drew the finger that was in his slit out, grabbed the rat's own trembling paw, and placed it right on top of his 'groin'.

The rat flinched and let out a sharp squeak of surprise. His gaze darted from Austin's hand to the snake's eyes and then to his own paw--he shook as his pawpads felt over the soft scales of Austin's slit and underbelly--but he didn't pull away. In fact, after taking in a few shaky breaths, Ricky turned to kneel on the couch and moved a little closer to the other male. The rodent touched carefully, tentatively, but soon grew a little bolder in his explorations; Austin gulped down a low, pleasured hiss when Ricky's fingers edged over the damp cleft between his taut slit lips, so close to pressing through and making contact with the sensitive inner flesh. Fuck, it felt good; too good. It was a struggle to keep his erections--the twin lengths throbbing and pulsing and hardening within the reptile's depths--from sliding out into the open; if nothing else so far had, that would surely break whatever spell Ricky was under and scare the rat off. Probably for good.

The two remained like that for a long moment, frozen in a delicate balancing act between going further and pulling back. Finally Ricky blinked, seeming to realize what he was doing; he was groping his very-male roommate's genital slit. He looked up to meet Austin's gaze, and the snake could see the painful confusion and reluctant curiosity swirling in a maelstrom behind the rat's eyes. In the end the reptile was the one to look away, flinching and flicking his tongue out with a quiet hiss. With the spell broken regardless, Ricky lifted his hand off of the snake's underbelly and sat back on his heels.

"If we do this..." There was a lot of emphasis put on that 'if', but the stuttered words were enough to make Austin perk back up.

The snake looked to his roommate one more. The rat was flushing--blushing--a hot, bright, adorable red across the tip of his snout and his ears. His skinny chest was heaving as he panted and gulped. And when Austin's eyes dropped downward, he saw it; that was a definite tent poking up from the crotch of Ricky's baggy jeans. His fluttering heart dropped right into his roiling stomach, sending a pulsing shockwave through his wet vent. "Yeah...?"

Another gulp. Another nervous twitch of Ricky's nose; it wrinkled and the rat's eyes screwed shut as he seemed to catch another whiff of the scent of arousal wafting from Austin's slit, but he still remained in place. Another gusty sigh. "I-if I let you, y'know... help me... you can't tell anyone, man." There was fear in the rodent's eyes; the same fear that had lingered at the back of Austin's mind ever since he realized he was gay.

Austin nodded, sitting upright. He reached out to set his hands on Ricky's shoulders once more, rubbing and stroking with more than the friendly affection they usually exchanged. "Hey, a' course. It's my ass on the line too." He tried to smile and let out a quiet laugh, but both fell flat. "Ricky... I ain't gonna tell no one, alright? It'll jus' be between you n' me." He ignored the soft, quiet intimacy in his own voice, and gently moved to tug the rat's shirt up and off. Ricky allowed the snake to undress him, even lifting his arms up before crossing them over his bared chest.

"...'Kay." The rat breathed, slowly and evenly. He looked to his roommate with a shy gaze as Austin looked him over. Felt him up. Rubbed his hands over the rodent's furry, warm, bare upper body. "...Well?"

"Fuck, Ricky... ya really are the cutest l'il thing."

Ricky groaned. Blushed. Put his hands over his face to hide it from the smiling snake; even so, his breath hitched when the Austin's fingertips glided over his pudgy potbelly, and then moved lower to edge around and into the waistband of his jeans. "D-don't make this gayer than it already is..."

"Alright, alright." Another, lighter chuckle slipped from the snake's mouth, along with a quiet moan. This was it. This was really happening. He was about to do what he'd been fantasizing about all last semester. "Can ya stand up so I can, uh... get'cher pants off?" He was still choosing his words carefully, but in the wake of his roommate's acceptance he found himself slowly pushing to take control of the situation; not like Ricky would without a bit more coaxing, after all.

"Yeah." After taking a few moments to take a few more deep, nervous breaths, the rat stood. He was still covering his red-flushed face, but peeked through his fingers to look to Austin; to watch as the snake discarded his own shirt, leaving himself completely nude. "You, uh... you aren't gonna make me, uh... return the favor or anything?"

Austin's smile widened. His lower body and tail shifted and coiled, keeping his slit out on the open. His hands moved to grasp Ricky's fly. "...You wanna?"

A single grunt and a flinch was the only answer he got.

"Sorry." The snake winced, his hands immediately moving to stroke soothing circles over the rat's sides. "I ain't gonna make you do anythin' you do don't want. Okay?"

A long, silent moment passed. Finally, Ricky's twitching nose poked out from between his clutching hands. "...Okay." He lowered his arms, and his trembling paws clenched and unclenched at his sides; he didn't seem to know what to do with them. Finally, they came to rest on Austin's own shoulders. "No homo, right?"

"No homo." Very homo, at least on Austin's part, but that went unsaid. The snake shot the rat a wide, friendly grin even as he took a few breaths to steady his own shaking hands. Finally, the reptile's slitted eyes moved--raked, staring in open appreciation--down the rodent's upper body to Ricky's crotch; to the tenting, pulsing, hot bulge behind the fly of Ricky's baggy jeans. Austin popped the button. His fingers pulled the zipper down. His tongue flicked out to taste the air--Ricky's musk--as his nostrils drew in deep breaths of it. With one last glance upward and a trembling breath, the snake grasped the waistbands of the rat's pants and underwear--tighty-whiteys, slightly stained and worn--together. With a sharp tug, they slid off the rodent's slim hips and fell around Ricky's ankles.

Austin stared. He could feel Ricky watching him stare. The pair remained frozen.

"Holy shit, Ricky..."

Massive. Gargantuan. Enormous and colossal and heavy. Austin had heard that rats were very gifted in the balls department--and had snuck more than a few peeks, trying to catch a glimpse of what his roommate had between his legs--but he hadn't ever thought the sight would be so impressive. Ricky's ballsack hung between his thighs like an obscenely-gorged fruit, hefty and full. The soft, furry skin was stretched taut around the ample orbs within, showing off just how large they were. The rat's plump sheath and long, pink, twitching erection seemed minuscule in comparison, but Austin still looked at them with open, hungry lust. The snake wanted--needed--to feel those balls slapping and smacking against his chin and nose and underbelly. To lap over them with his flicking, wriggling tongue, and then stick his oral muscle down into the musky pouch of the rodent's sheath to taste his roommate's manhood. To suck on the cock twitching and bobbing before him, and feel it empty every shot in those fat balls into his hole and baste his guts with rat cum.

"So, uh... what do you think?" Ricky tried to laugh and grin with the same careless ease Austin had earlier, but the nervous shifting from foot to foot and the way he kept his shy gaze averted made it come out strained. His hands squeezed Austin's shoulders, clutching at the other male for support. Ricky gulped, and the snake caught the hitch in the rat's breath. "You, uh... like it?"

"...Yeah. I do, Ricky." He cupped the rat's balls, feeling how weighty they really were, and Ricky whimpered. He gave the base of the rodent's sheath a gentle squeeze, and Ricky moaned. His fingertips brushed the hot, twitching flesh of his roommate's shaft--his own breath hitched at just how hot it was against his cool scales--and Ricky gasped and squeezed his shoulders. "Ya like that?"

"F-fuck..."The rat was huffing and panting already after just a little bit of teasing; seemed this was the first time anyone else had touched him, and the sensations were temporarily overwhelming the whining, squeaking rodent. "So good..."

"Y'know what'll feel even better?" Austin hesitated once more, and then reluctantly pulled away from Ricky's crotch. The rat let out another squeak and tried to pull the snake back to him by the shoulders, desperate to continue feeling another person's hand--even a guy's--on his crotch; Austin took hold of the rat's sides, stroking soothing circles once more--even giving the rat's plump belly a few tender pats--and then gently but firmly pushed Ricky backwards. The snake then leaned back on the couch, letting his tail slip off to land on the floor, and spread himself out. His own hands moved to rest on his underbelly. His fingertips stroked the length of his slit. His 'hips' pushed upward and forward to present himself. "C'mon, man. I need'jer dick in me."

The words were like a bucket of cold water dumped over the rat's head. Ricky froze, hunching over and curling into himself once more as he looked from his insistently-pulsing erection to the snake. His eyes darted from Austin's nervously-smiling face down to the 'pussy' his roommate was offering. "I, uh..." He shifted from foot to foot. "I... don't really, uh..." He let out a high, nervous laugh. "Uh, y'know, I... d-don't..." He shuddered and trembled.

"Ya don't know what ta do?"

Ricky squeaked. He bit his lips. He shook his head, and then ducked it down in shame and embarrassment.

"S'alright..." Truth be told, Austin didn't really have any idea what he was doing either. "Jus' come on over n'... lay on top a' me."

Again, Ricky's nose wrinkled in a grimace. "Do I have to?"

"Only way this'll probably work." The snake wriggled his lower body and tail. "With this thing in the way, I can't really, uh, go face down. And takin' things to the bed would be, uh..."Austin trailed off, ducking his head in shy embarrassment; the thought had crossed his mind, but would probably be a massive leap over Ricky's boundaries. And that wasn't even getting into how uncomfortable it was for him--with his long, sinuous body--to curl up in those tiny twin-sized cots alone, let alone how awkward it would be to try maneuvering into a comfortable position with his roommate.

"Yeah, I guess..." Another strained chuckle that fell flat between them. Ricky nodded. He breathed; in and out, in and out. The rodent stepped forward, carefully avoiding stepping on Austin's tail, and tried to lay himself down on top of the snake. He ended up straddling the other male, his package resting--grinding and rubbing--on the reptile's underbelly while his hands once more found their way to Austin's shoulders. He was pushing himself up, trying to keep their upper bodies from touching, but still his soft, furry gut brushed his roommate's stomach. Their eyes met. Their faces were inches apart. "So, uh..."

"Yeah." Slowly, carefully, trying not to spook the trembling rat, Austin gently set his hands back on the rodent's hips.

"Do I just... push it in, or...?" Ricky was panting. Ricky was shuddering and groaning. Ricky looked like he was trying not to think too hard about what he was doing; what he and his very-male roommate were doing with each other. However, as his shaft pressed against the snake's slit, the rat looked down to where their flushed groins were making contact with each other; at least their balls weren't touching.

"I mean... yeah. Jus' be careful, man..."

"A-alright. So..." The rat's hips rocked. He reached down, grasping the base of his cock and positioning the tapered tip at the snake's entrance. Ricky blushed and gave Austin a shy nod of appreciation when the reptile spread himself to reveal what he needed to target: the clamping, puckering, winking hole behind Austin's slit lips. A shuddering squeak escaped the rodent's slack jaws when he felt the odd lack of heat in the pinkish flesh; and then his spurting cocktip kissed the snake's opening, which pinched around it and made both young men gasp and moan in arousal. That seemed to be all the encouragement Ricky needed; he pushed forward, and his manhood finally sank into his roommate's clamping passage.

"Fuck!" Ricky squeaked and froze when Austin's arms closed around him in a tight embrace. Hot. Really hot. Almost too hot against the reptile's sensitive inner walls, but so fucking good. "Shit... fuck..."

"Y-you okay?" The stiff--in more ways than one--rat was staring at the hissing, squirming reptile, his eyes darting from Austin's wincing expression down to their conjoined groins. The rat himself was whimpering and whining and flinching as surges of pleasure shot up his spine with every squeeze of his roommate's inner walls around his shaft. The flesh was slick--a mixture of musky lubricating fluids and precum from Austin's own hidden members squelching around Ricky's length--and felt so good around him; much better than his paw ever could.

"Mm... mmhm..." After taking in a few deep, gasping breaths, Austin opened one of his clenched eyes to meet Ricky's watery gaze. "Jus'... first time I've ever had a real... y'know... up there..."

"O-oh..." The rat gulped. His hands squeezed Austin's shoulders. His belly and crotch pushed and rubbed against Austin's underbelly; every touch of the rat's fur against the snake's slit lips made them both jerk and moan and groan in pleasure. "S-should I p-pull out, or... start moving, or...?"

"Just... gimme a sec..." Austin pulled Ricky further down against him, until their chests were pressed together as well. His arms wrapped tight around the rodent, and his hands stroked up and down the other male's spine.

"S-shit..." Ricky hid his burning face in the crook of Austin's neck. "This f-feels so weird..."

"You... ya like it...?"

Ricky remained silent for a long time. Austin's heart thudded in his chest, and the reptile could feel his racing pulse answered by the vibrations of the rat's own heartbeat. Slowly, carefully, Ricky pulled his cock about halfway out of the snake's passage and then pushed back in; to the hilt this time. He jerked. He squeaked. He trembled. "Dude... is that your...?"

Now it was Austin's turn to stay embarrassedly silent. He could feel his erections pulsing and throbbing and twinging deep within him, aching to push out into the open air. And he could also feel Ricky's cock grinding into the tight space between the twin lengths, being sandwiched by them in the grip of his inner walls. "...Wanna keep goin'? You don't have to if ya don't wanna..."

A gulp, and yet another quiet, whimpering squeak answered the snake. "Well... I'm already balls deep in you, so..." Ricky turned his head just enough to peek up at Austin. "...No homo?"

Austin smiled, and pushed his underbelly up against the rat's crotch; fuck, that fat ballsack felt so good grinding on his scales. "Ain't got no balls ta touch yers with, so..."

Was that a laugh? Soft and muffled and huffed out against his throat; Austin's heart fluttered once more. That seemed to settle it; they were doing this.

In and out. Again and again. Starting off slow as Ricky just tried to get the motion down--and inevitably gave up trying to avoid rubbing his cock against Austin's own twin lengths--and eventually quickening as the rat found his rhythm. He pulled out, letting the snake's entrance squeeze and pinch around his tip, and then pushed in deep to grind his sheath on Austin's slit lips and his balls on the reptile's underbelly. His hands remained firmly on his roommate's shoulders, even as their chests and stomachs brushed against each other; fur on scales, warm-blooded flesh making the cold-blooded male croon with delight.

Austin, meanwhile, eagerly took the opportunity to explore the panting body atop him. He rubbed Ricky's lithe back, and traced the rat's spine from his nape down to the base of the rodent's lashing tail. Then he repeated the process over Ricky's sides, up into his roommate's armpits and then down to Ricky's hips; the rat jerked and squeaked when Austin's hands rubbed through the sweat-damp tufts of fur in his pits, and was answered with a soothing hiss right in his ear. The snake's fingertips brushed just short of the other male's asscheeks, not yet reaching around to grope the soft, fleshy mounds; Austin still didn't want to push too far over Ricky's boundaries, even if he'd fantasized about getting at the rat's rump for all of the previous semester.

Panting. Grunting. Groaning in need. Ricky pushed down onto Austin, humping with wild abandon as he started to grow close. Austin bucked up against the rat, trying to squeeze and clamp his inner walls around the pulsing length that was plunging into him; trying to milk his roommate's cock. There was a gasp and shudder from Ricky, and then Austin hissed as he felt it. Hot. Wet. Thick and sticky, coating his own desperately-throbbing cocks. Ricky was cumming inside him. "F-fuck, Ricky...!"

The rat was whimpering and squeaking and squealing. His hips were slamming against Austin's underbelly; hard enough to probably bruise his tender slit lips, but in the moment the snake didn't care. When Ricky finally collapsed on top of him in a boneless heap, Austin ignored the insistent pulse within him--the need to finish as well--to hold the other male. He caressed and stroked Ricky's back and petted between the rodent's flushed ears. He soothed his roommate's trembling with gentle hisses and croons. And when the rat finally pulled away to roll over and sit on the couch next to Austin, the snake kept an arm around the other young man's shoulders while helping Ricky position himself. The reptile's fingertips brushed Ricky's heaving, panting chest, and when the rat didn't protest or try to stop him Austin began to explore all over Ricky's front; up over his chest, brushing through the tuft of fur in the center of it, and then down over the rat's potbelly and sheath and balls. The nuzzling into Ricky's neck and jaw and blushing cheek was probably taking it too far, but there didn't seem to be any complaints about it; in fact, in Austin didn't know any better, he'd swear the rat was pressing more firmly against his side with every touch.

Austin finally moved up to meet Ricky's hazy, dreamy gaze; the soft, warm, blissful expression he'd fantasized about seeing under and over him and by his side too many times to count over their time as roommates. "So..." The snake grinned. "Ya like that?"

"Fuck, that was..." The rodent seemed lost for words. He squirmed and sighed and settled against the snake, grinding his warm, furry body against Austin's cool scales. His paw moved to the reptile's stomach, brushing and rubbing. "That was the best thing ever. Thanks for-"

They both froze when Ricky's hand brushed one of Austin's still-pulsing, still-twitching, still-dribbling cocks.

Austin winced at the sudden bolt of panic across Ricky's face. "Sorry man. They jus' slipped out..."

"It's... i-it's cool." With another slow, deep, gulping breath, the rat's expression softened once more. Ricky wasn't pulling his paw away. The throbbing flesh continued to press against Ricky's soft--so soft and warm--pawpads. Austin watched, holding his breath as the rodent looked from his face down to his 'crotch'; to the snake's own needy erections. The rat stared at them wide-eyed as, tentatively and almost shyly, his hand wrapped around one of the shafts. "S-sorry you didn't... uh..." Ricky gulped and ducked his head down.

Austin hissed at the contact, wanting desperately to pump up into the rodent's grip; but he only gave his roommate a strained smile as the awkwardness began to settle between them. "Naw, it's... it's no prob. I'll take care of it later."

"'Kay..." It still took a few moments for Ricky to pull his hand away from Austin's length; and was the snake just imagining the flash of reluctance on Ricky's face? The pair settled against one another, Austin's arm remaining around the rat's trembling body and Ricky's paws moving to settle on his small gut. "...Maybe next time, if you wanna let me, uh... take care of you, too..."

The snake gulped, trembling with eagerness at the possibility of a 'next time' with his roommate. "Dude, Ricky, I said you don't have ta do that if you don't wanna."

"Yeah, well..." The rat gulped. He ducked his head further down, turning to hide in the crook of Austin's neck and muffle himself. He let out a quiet, embarrassed squeak. "...Maybe I wanna."

Austin's heart fluttered as he stared at his roommate. Fuck, he wanted so bad to pull the rat up into a kiss. To hold the other male's body close and really explore every inch of it. To nip and nibble all over him just to hear those adorable whimpers and see that blissed-out, blushing expression on the rodent's face again. Instead, he laughed and gave the crown of Ricky's head a tender pat. "Cute."

The rat grunted and smacked the center of Austin's chest, even as he pushed his face deeper into the snake's cool scales. Austin could feel the hot blush burning on his roommate's snout. "Gay."

"Yeah." The word--the confirmation--slipped out without a thought. But at least, even if he flinched a little bit, Ricky didn't pull away from Austin. The snake let out another slightly-awkward chuckle. "No homo though, right?"

The rat didn't say anything.

Austin's heart pounded and he carefully put his chin on top of the other young man's head. He let out a quiet, crooning hiss to his roommate as his arm pulled Ricky a little bit closer. "...Maybe a little homo?"

Ricky grunted and pushed Austin away; but when the snake righted himself, the rodent settled right back into his former position against the reptile. "D-don't push it, man."

"Alright, alright." Austin smiled and let out one last content hiss as he felt silent. The snake continued to hold his roommate, just enjoying another guy's body pressed--pressing, Ricky turning and reaching over to grasp at Austin's side in return--against him. Even if things didn't move beyond him just helping Ricky out, he'd still be able to feel this. To see his roommate--to see Ricky--like this, bare and vulnerable; cute adorable, sexy, and even beautiful. To touch the other male, and give the rodent as much pleasure--affection that the rat was more than deserving of, and intimacy that they were both craving--as he possibly could.

And that sounded good enough.